In his room, after Noah finished drinking the water, he glanced at the closed door, his brows slightly furrowed.
'He won't do anything funny with Naira, right?' He thought. He wanted to stand up and go check up on them, but in the end… he didn't and just closed his eyes.
The reason he did so was, firstly, because he didn't have enough energy to stand up and walk, and secondly… he was afraid. Afraid that Max would get angry and leave them to their devices if he confronted him.
This, he couldn't afford.
He had noticed Max didn't look anything like him and others who had been suffering for weeks. He was full of energy, clean and well dressed, meaning not only he wasn't lacking food and drinking water, he was even able to bathe, a real luxury in these troubled times.
He wanted to rely on him, have him help him and his family even if he had to cry, beg or even…
