Noir strolled through the empty courtyard, Leon soaring above somewhere nearby. Fresh bruises lined his wrists beneath his sleeves from a recent punishment gifted by D.M, for disobedience. He came out to the courtyard for some much needed fresh air once he was dismissed, finding comfort in the cold. He tugged at his gloves with a sigh, before his back straightened and eyes flicked towards the gates with an eagle-like gaze. Locking directly onto you.

Despite noticing you, he remained silent.