Gabranth had been taking a few moments to explore the rest of the city. Since his arrival, he'd remained at Larsa's side, his brother at the other, both Ronsenburgs protecting their Emeperor. It actually seemed almost perfect, in a way, if it wasn't for his other master calling on him. He wanted to stay at Larsa's side and remain with his brother, now they'd truly put everything at rest. Of course, there were still many issues that hadn't been touched on between the twins but they'd manage it eventually.

Crossing through the park, he came to pause and take a breath, finding his helmet (the one Basch had given him) to be more stifling than he recalled. Perhaps he was unaccustomed to it. He knew he'd get used to it again, soon enough, but he simply had to remove it then.

Slipping it off, Noah took a breath, his eyes slipping closed a moment, opening to settle upon a brunette woman stood barefoot, almost looking lost. Frowning slightly, he tried not to take notice and instead looked out upon the rest of the area.