Between Errol’s lack of reaction and their sudden departure, Noa didn’t need to be a telepath to understand what had transpired. At this point, she knew more about the inner workings of Errol’s family better than her own, especially how tumultuous it could be. Still, she understood that familial ties were not so easily cut and she knew that his responsibility towards his sister outweighed his responsibility to the Strays.

Lingering behind Errol with no real sense of urgency and a cigarette dangling idly between her fingers, Noa slid into the passenger seat and cracked open the window a couple of inches. Unphased by his outburst, which was commonplace by now, she remained silent, allowing him to finish his venting before producing a small orange bottle from her pocket which rattled with pills. [color=7bcdc8]“Xanax?”[/color] She offered, half-joking, before placing the bottle in the cup holder. 

[color=7bcdc8]“What’s that saying? Kill two birds with one stone? Bring her to the next deal and show her how to not get caught by the police.” [/color]She replied, remaining cool and collected in spite of Errol’s irritation. It wasn’t easy to anger Noa, but then she had little to be angry about unlike Errol who spent so much of his time chasing his responsibilities. Noa didn’t have to worry about her younger brother anymore since he returned to France. He was safe far from the city and far from her.

Idly gazing out of the window, she brought the cigarette up to her lips before the conversation demanded her attention again.[color=7bcdc8] “Ah yes, my favourite sibling from your dysfunctional family.” [/color]She replied sarcastically. [color=7bcdc8]“Say what you will but Clem really knows how to bring people together.” [/color]She teased. Previous experiences dictated that any charges Clem received were likely to be minor but Duncan’s presence would likely cause more upset than a petty crime.

Noa knew how Errol felt about his older brother and based on what he had told her, she was pretty certain that she knew how Duncan felt about his younger brother too - though of course she had only heard Errol’s point of view. It was enough to at least form a prejudiced judgment. Even with the biased knowledge she had, it was hard to dismiss the notion that Duncan had been dealt a better hand of cards in life than his siblings, so any resentment from Errol was understandable in her eyes.

In any case, as long as the night didn’t end with anything more than bickering then it would be another successful family reunion.

In the moments before stepping out, she gently placed a hand on his shoulder in an offer of moral support. [color=7bcdc8]“It’ll be okay.”[/color] She attempted to reassure him. [color=7bcdc8]“I won’t let him talk down to you but you try and be reasonable too.” [/color]She removed her hand and reached for the car door, her tone and attitude shifting as she did. [color=7bcdc8]“Ok? And then we can go and get some of those sausage dog… things. The sausage and the bread. Uhh... hot dogs.” [/color]She clicked her fingers after remembering the word.

After closing the car door, she used the cover of the car to obscure herself from view as she crushed the remainder of the cigarette under her heel before joining Errol and slipping her hands into her pockets.