For the Sake of Sanity

Adair listened to her words, absorbing them, comparing them, contrasting them against the same advice he had given so many wolves, in his day.
And disturbingly, her words had identical meaning to his, all those years ago.

"I do appreciate your words, lass. I'll not be forgetting them any time soon. Especially not while pondering my life. "

The wood draped brute turned his amberized hazel orbs to her pitch black ones, as he had noticed she got a bit closer to him.

"Your perspective on emotion is quite intriguing, I admit. Why such views, miss Enya? "