Ash had been through a lot recently. His family was hurt, most refusing to talk to him, Tim was dead, his baby was dead, and Andrew, one of his most trusted, had betrayed him, joining Courtez instead. The craziness wasn't done there. One the day Tim was killed, people all around the world had lost their abilities to die. After death, they strangely roused again.
Ash deemed his life ruined.
Noah had been with Ash for three days so far, given that both Rosa and Dianne were still at the hospital. Ash peered at Noah. Noah sat down in a strange way on the bench. He sat down like a lazy king, smirking softly. He had been acting strange since yesterday.
Noah, wearing a black eyepatch and a long sleeve shirt, peered into the sky. "How are you feeling this cold morning, uncle Ash?"
