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Before Noah could fully stop his sister Scarlett from inhaling the rest of the bread within the vicinity, shouting happened. It was exactly what he'd expected, and no he wasn't particularly enjoying it. All points were valid, and it was making his head start to hurt. Too many emotions, too many voices... too many of everything, overloading his senses.
With all that has been said, all the Healer could do was point a finger at the Headmaster and say that this was his idea? Like, yeah okay, they get that, but whatever happened to taking full responsibility was what's bugging Noah all along. They all have varied feelings towards the past, but they are in the same boat nonetheless.
If there was anything he'd learned from the whole ordeal, it was independence. At the end of the day, he'd have to rely on himself and his capabilities-- and he will do his darn best to get to that point. For now though, the session was over, and he felt a little proud for sticking out his presence until the end. He was pleased that he'd seen through Healer Poppy's intention or whatever. Just another case to add to his trust issues, apparently.
Without a word, Noah got up from his seat, swiped a piece of bread, and headed back to the castle.
__________________  "It didn't go quite as planned." | The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale. |