How Noah had gotten wrapped up into being the errand boy today he had no idea. Surely his mother would have rather done it? Still, He had dropped something off to Delilah and the children earlier and now he was sitting in Jemima's parlor feeling wholly out of place and fidgety. It felt weird that she lived here with the entirety of the Greengrass family, but he supposed that with two unmarried sisters still, this was where they ought to be. Honestly he wasn't sure how that all worked and he was hoping in a year or so, he would be able to find himself a place to rent instead of being under his mother's constant supervision. It wasn't as bad as he made it out to be, Noah just wanted the room to spread out and tinker to his heart's content, and he felt like he couldn't do that to his satisfaction in his parents' home.

He was thankful when Jemima came in and he stood to greet her. "Mama sent me with a this box." He motioned to the decently-sized box at his feet. Things of hers from the house no doubt, but he hadn't been told explicitly and he hadn't asked as it was none of his business. Noah ran a hand through his curls, not helping their state of constant haphazard disarray. "She also asked me to check in on you, so I suppose I am to report back to her if you've anything to share." He chuckled; they both knew he would likely forget anything that wasn't a major piece of information between here and home.

Sitting back down, he supposed it wouldn't be too bad to stay for a few minutes, even if he had a host of things he would like to be working on back home.