[ This is what he wanted to do at the museum. This is what he wanted to show Childermass. And the fact that Noa's taking this so much better is something that warms Cole's heart to watch. So, he just watches. He's still swaying to the beat as he watches memory-Noa and real-Noa dance to the music. She's better at this than he is. And besides, this is her moment. She doesn't need any input.
Noa's words of thanks warm something in Cole's soul, and he gives her a slightly awkward smile. Good. And Cole nods, slightly, looking from Noa to Yuya. The memory fades, blipping out of existence as the three of them stand in relative silence. ]
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Noa's words of thanks warm something in Cole's soul, and he gives her a slightly awkward smile. Good. And Cole nods, slightly, looking from Noa to Yuya. The memory fades, blipping out of existence as the three of them stand in relative silence. ]
That's why we're all doing this, [ Cole simply says. ]