that was it. he was sure he was going to kill the boy right now. he wasn't going to take anymore form of disrespect. the carriage that Noah had used to speak such words honestly trembled him. but he was going to put him in line like you always did. fist clenched stepped forward the veins in His Hands evident but still not shaking in the slightest. it was almost as though he couldn't recognise him. the person that he was. it is almost as though no was no longer the vulnerable fragile body that he had raised. the boy that he had gotten used to beating up. he was different and he didn't like it. he did not add or or appreciate the change.