@YamiCuoreLaroux @KatherinWinterNoah frowned and looked up from the delicate task. There seemed to be some sort of conversation happening directly outside of his window.
There has to be a better place for them to talk than right where I can hear them. With slow, deliberate care, he placed his fishing rod on the bed behind him. He stood up and walked over to the window outside. An older boy, facing toward him, was talking with a smaller pale youth looking away from him. Noah stared out the back of the pale head, it seemed quite familiar... Then he noticed that several parts of the figure's legs appeared to be missing.
Zipper! he realized with a start.
Must have been following me. Looks like they were caught in he act- better smooth it over before Zipper runs off again... . He walked over to the bed and picked up Zippers bag. He gave some brief thought on how to approach without making the situation worse, then nodded. He made sure that his steps were loud and easily heard, and the door opened so that the sound of it closing behind him was clearly heard. He walked around the corner, calling out
"Hey Zipper, you're early! I got your bag right here." He glanced up and made brief eye contact with the pale figure, then set the bag down and deliberately stepped out of Zipper's way in case they were going to run.
Instead, he circled over to the boy who looked to right around his own age give or take a year.
"Hi there, I don't think we have met yet. I am Noah." He raised his arm for a shake.