[ Sierra's first thought is spoken aloud, despite herself. ] Noah?
[ She whirls, bow still drawn, because no, it can't be Noah, she'd told him very emphatically and specifically to stay home -
Oh, of course it's Noah. She should have known. The incredulous look on her face says she didn't, though. Now isn't the time for scoldings, but she almost starts in on him. Almost, until her expression sharpens and she draws the bow tight again, releasing an arrow at her brother.
No, over his shoulder. Heads up, Noah, you've got company. ]
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[ She whirls, bow still drawn, because no, it can't be Noah, she'd told him very emphatically and specifically to stay home -
Oh, of course it's Noah. She should have known. The incredulous look on her face says she didn't, though. Now isn't the time for scoldings, but she almost starts in on him. Almost, until her expression sharpens and she draws the bow tight again, releasing an arrow at her brother.
No, over his shoulder. Heads up, Noah, you've got company. ]