A gasp escaped Noah's lips at the sheer possibility of going someplace like the Fey Wild, attending the Eladrin school of magic, honing his abilities. "That would be..." He couldn't find the right word to finish the sentence. Amazing was overdone, wonderful was inadequate, and enchanting seemed a little redundant. The fact that Alai smiled so sweetly didn't help any, having taken Noah's breath away. But Alai's last sentence hit Noah like a brick to the head, bringing him out of thoughts he couldn't even fathom. Although Noah's and Alai's situations were different, he assumed, he remembered their Oracle telling him and Sunny to leave, and never to come back to Sheervale, unless it was the will of their visions. Noah remembered how hard that was for him. And Alai didn't seem in a rush to go back.

"I-I could never in a million years ask that of you." Noah said, bowing his head slightly, "But thank you, Alai." Noah placed his left hand over his heart, and lightly moved it away. It was something the Oracle had always done, and was one of the mannerisms of hers that Noah had picked up. It was something she did when she was showing respect, love, or appreciation. "It means a lot."