Pandora didn't care for the way the outsider looked at her, because what held her attention was the meaning behind her words.
Why would someone like her say she would help?
The thought lingered as Pandora observed her more closely, with a quiet curiosity that she hadn't felt toward an outsider before.
There was nothing about her existence that required help when she had Noah, so the idea that she needed help felt misplaced.
So what exactly did the outsider believe she was seeing? Was she implying that she was going to help her understand more about what she was?
Pandora's form flickered as that thought persisted, but then her illusory body turned toward the direction of the gate as her attention was drawn away.
Gwen followed the movement instinctively, her gaze snapping in the same direction as she tried to understand what had caused the change.
Through the trees, figures began to emerge as they stepped into view, and at the front of them was Noah.
