Their discussion should've ended there.
Noah had already begun thinking about what he needed to do next when Morvyr spoke again.
"Devil, I hope I can earn enough of your trust after all of this is over. Enough that perhaps you would even be willing to oblige a request that would mean everything to me."
Noah's attention returned to the elf.
There was an unusual seriousness to Morvyr's expression that immediately separated his words from everything else he had asked of Noah since arriving.
"What kind of request?" Noah had assumed it would be more questions, especially regarding how he was making his creatures so strong within such a short amount of time.
Although that was his initial belief, he didn't think that was right. Morvyr was surprisingly more somber when mentioning it. It felt as though this request was more personal than the usual information-gathering.
Morvyr remained silent for a moment.
"One that I don't believe I have the right to ask of you yet."
