KIDS AIN'T ALRIGHT + return to activity

It seemed that Piers would be the unfortunate soul. However, it wasn't as if he didn't know the same tactics- no, Piers knew them rather well. After Aurum weaved the trust into Piers, making him welcome- then turning around and attacking his true father? Leaving him to die in the Pitt's hands? Piers had learned to make face and be kind, stony, cool. Unmovable, as much as the rock against the sea. Perhaps that was more.. betrayal, then the misfortune of lies.

However, to say that he wasn't surprised was a lie. Seeing Noor just.. patter her way back out of the desert- after both the tremors and the wicked sandstorm, mostly unharmed? Piers did a double take, his fur scraped from the sand, his head pounding and chest struggling for breath. He had hoped that the missing people weren't dead, and they seemed to pop up whenever they wanted now. But, perhaps, what made him triple take, was her expression. His eyebrows cocked gently, before coming to a stop nearby, hesitantly greeting her.

"Noor. Are you alright?" He questioned. His questioned, filled with a genuine taste of concern, wasn't due to the expresison on her face, not truly. No, he meant the sandstorm, the tremors. Even before then. She had just disappeared and reappeared when she wanted.

"SPEECH"