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Noah's shoulder's hunched a little in uncertainty, but he nodded. "Okay." He felt like Melvin would get offended if he refused payment or help further, and it would be useful to have a promise of assistance from a more senior hunter.

His eyes widened as Melvin went on. Coming back? Was Rin not really dead? Or was Melvin cracking under the strain? He managed not to ask the question, because he knew he wasn't tactful but that was Godzilla stomping Tokyo levels of untactful. "It's, it's well set up, I don't think it'd be ruined that easily," he offered in a small voice, hoping to make Melvin feel a little better.

"Okay." It was a little bit of a relief, actually, and Noah hoped that Melvin would feel less -- he didn't know, less something, more like better, maybe, even if that was maybe too optimistic still. He'd never lost anyone he was really close to like that, and it didn't yet occur to him that in his new life, the probability that he would was extremely high. For now, he just felt a sympathetic but uncomprehending awkwardness, a hurt that was exponential levels lower than Melvin's, and knew that he didn't get it and shouldn't pretend to. "I'll, I'll finish up watering and stuff. And write things down."