Noah's shrug indicated that he would continue to torment her. All she wanted was a warm Noah kiss, but now that time had surely passed. He stood from her, which although they were playing, there was some disappointment there. She watched him as best she could in the deepening dark. Ripples of pain coursed over her body as he stretched, but she knew that it was good for him.

"I probably won't. If I don't get them, and get them soon I'll probably wither away you know. Before I wondered what they felt like, but now that I've kissed you, I need them. I will die if I don't get more in the next...two chimes."

Her hand came to her head as though she felt weak, and she slumped back against the canvas.