He needed her to say something. Noah tried so very hard to be the man of the house, to try and have some control over things and to be the one that remained logical and calm in most scenarios, but right now, he needed Odette to tell him what to do. His nerves were jumping all over the place, he couldn't stop worrying. Noah couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this way, and he felt like an idiot for being so obviously unsure in front of his wife. He was supposed to have the answers, and he didn't. This was the biggest job he'd ever taken up on, even running the planetarium wasn't as daunting as this.
There would be kids to take care of, other professors to befriend and impress, essays to grade, tests to give, and that was all after he figured out if he could actually teach instead of just rambling off everything he knew about the stars in the night sky. If you couldn't teach, how could he be in charge of a class room of kids? Numerous classes, it was----and he couldn't go home to Odette at the end of the day and have her rebuild his confidence just by being there.
"You're a lot braver than I am," Noah softly admitted, finally looking up at her. He felt hot, and ashamed, and his shoulders slumped, "I don't---I don't know if I can do this," This, leaving her, leaving the kids, doing this job.
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