"To tell you the truth," Noa started. "I am not completely sure why I didn't kill her. She was strong, but I could have cut her head off. But there was something about her besides her pretty face. I don't know how to explain it, but she is connected to me."
He didn't try to bullshit his way out of the situation.
But instead, he spoke the truth.
"What are you on?" Vivi questioned, her delicate fists ready to dive into his face.
Others had the same reaction.
The excuse Noa used didn't make sense.
"What's your objective? Why did you even join us?" Tifa asked, dismissing the coldness in the room.
Noa smiled before answering.
On a grand scale of things, his motivations were fairly simple.
