<div class="floatright">(http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj307/tylercook777/005.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong> Noah<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Dom's Bus<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Eating Cornbread with Sara<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Sara, Mika, Twitch </div>"We should all consider ourselves lucky Sara. It takes a certain kind of person to live out in this world alone. We are just lucky we have one another and that the raiders that we belong to aren't much worse than what they are." Noah had encountered worse Raiders before. Killed them before. Watched some of his people die while these said raiders tried to take over. They were smaller groups than what the raider group that they were in now, but that just seemed to make them worse and more sadistic.<br/><br/>"Thank you," he said, taking the cornbread and breaking off a little piece and chewing it thoroughly as if to get all of the flavor out before he swallowed it. He broke off a bigger piece and put that in his mouth, chewing it the same way. Noah turned his gaze to Mika, who's sobbing was less crazed. He handed the cornbread over before picking up the small girl into his lap and feeding her a small amount of bread, then letting her back down to the floor of the bus. Noah offered some to the other captives, they only wanted just a tiny bit, not even enough to chew really, then he turned to Sara, breaking off a bigger piece for her. "I haven't had cornbread this good since my momma made it for me before she died. You are sweet and strong like her, you know that?" Noah nudged her again and laughed. He stopped once he heard Twitch on top of the bus. Soon the tweaker's head was poking in through the roof.<br/><br/>"What is all the commotion in here about?" Twitch's voice cut through the air, sending chills down Noah's spine. The slender, cracked out man pulled himself down through the hatch, landing perfectly on his feet, now looking down at Noah and Sara.