With cups of coffee in hand, Noland and Lacey embarked on a meandering walk, their steps aimless yet filled with an unspoken understanding. The warmth of the coffee cups offered a comforting shield, concealing the depths of the thoughts swirling between them.
Noland's gaze darted around, his eyes skimming the surroundings as he gathered courage like a cautious traveler surveying an unknown landscape. The weight of the unspoken burden pressed on his shoulders, prompting him to take a deep, fortifying breath. Speaking in hushed tones, he initiated the delicate conversation with Lacey, carefully navigating the uncharted territory of unveiling the mysterious connection between her and Elowen, the Werecat.
"You're not losing your mind, but you are hearing a voice. I know this might sound biza
