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He blamed no one but himself for Lasher's departure, but that didn't mean he wanted to go cry on Fox's shoulder. He found that idea repugnant, actually. After bidding Lasher goodbye, the swarthy male sought solitude. He didn't want to think, so he kept himself busy with patrolling and marking. Eventually, however, his thoughts and feelings caught up to him. Giving up on his tasks, he began the slow walk home.

"Hi," he said a bit weakly when he approached his mate. She still meant everything to him, as did their future here. However, it would've been a lie to say there wasn't some resentment burning beneath the surface for all the relationships he'd had to sacrifice for her. This translated into a strangely businesslike vibe when he asked, "Are you feeling all right? Can I get you anything?"