Until next time

There, Noora was standing waiting for him, but there was something odd that he couldn’t shake off.

“Hey, Al,” Noora called out to him. “You have a minute?”

“Sure. Considering that this is goodbye, I guess a small talk won’t hurt.”

“What will you do when you return?”

“Usual, gather information about the scale of the land… trace where I left and attempt to make contact to the closest ally I could find. What about you?”

“Well, I’m not sure I would fit in, besides, there are other things that I should fix. Some souls needed to be freed.”

His head whipped up at once, staring at the wall as if remembering.

“You know, back in my world, I never fitted to any groups, I didn’t have many friends. I don’t trust easily, maybe that’s why.”

“Then what makes me different?”

She grinned and shrugged.

“And please be honest.” She added.

Alastor looked away, sat on a chair, and briefly tap his fingers on the desk.