Noah pointedly ignores the Host’s sardonic little comment. He’s capable of not rising to the bait, thank you very much. (Sometimes.)
He dutifully examines the books and the busts, albeit without much enthusiasm, especially since the constant weight of spectral stares pressing into him is actually making him a little nauseous. Although Noah does briefly stop at the crack about ghost writers to aim a flat look in the rough direction he can hear the Host in.
“Are you serious.”
And then when the Host speaks right by his ear, the Host gets rewarded with a little jump and another yelp: “Gnh-! Don’t do that!” Noah’s arms flail a bit, defensive, as he speaks, and almost knock into the nearby shelves.
Afterwards Noah has to take a moment to gather his composure, and his courage, but his voice is surprisingly steady when he next speaks.
“...Where’s Cameron?” Noah asks. “What did you do to him?”
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Date: 2018-12-19 01:45 am (UTC)He dutifully examines the books and the busts, albeit without much enthusiasm, especially since the constant weight of spectral stares pressing into him is actually making him a little nauseous. Although Noah does briefly stop at the crack about ghost writers to aim a flat look in the rough direction he can hear the Host in.
“Are you serious.”
And then when the Host speaks right by his ear, the Host gets rewarded with a little jump and another yelp: “Gnh-! Don’t do that!” Noah’s arms flail a bit, defensive, as he speaks, and almost knock into the nearby shelves.
Afterwards Noah has to take a moment to gather his composure, and his courage, but his voice is surprisingly steady when he next speaks.
“...Where’s Cameron?” Noah asks. “What did you do to him?”