“I know” he was his turn to get it, and show her that he did. He had said one thing, and then had done the other. But it was his duty, and what he had been born to do. He couldn’t pass it up, or be distracted by it. But he knew she understood that also, which gave him hope. “You don’t have to explain to me” he finally says, his tone quiet, “I basically made you walk out that door, when I was the one that left. But I don’t want you to think that when you did, that you would be alone. I’ll always be here” but not in the way, the either of them truly wanted. But in the way, that it needed to be. That was to much going on, and before he could even figure anything out. He needed to be alpha first, before anything else. He gave her a small smile, hearing her say it again. She was strong, and a witch no less. He’d need her, in more ways than none. And she had vowed to be on his side, and if it came down to it, she would be there. He moved towards the punch bag, placing his hands on either side, “Promise, no laughing.” It was nice to hear the teasing. It made things comfortable. Like she always seemed to do when they where together, “Just keep your feet plant, and only move from your waist. Keep the strength in your arms, and hold it tight. But move from your waist” he says now, staring at her. He’d be more than willing to show her how to fight. It if gave her something to focus on, then he’d do it. And it would also help protect her. “Come on, stand straight and give it your best hit, don’t worry about hurting me” he says now, smirking at her.
"I need you to understand something, and to believe me when I say it, okay? You didn’t make me walk out that door. I... it was all too much for me at once, and walking away like that? It only proved the exact opposite of what I told you... that I’m on your side. No matter what.” If a war were to break out, Nathaniel, the Greysons, had her full support. “I don’t feel alone and I know you’re here. Just like I’m here for you.” Even if she couldn’t be there the way that she wanted to be, she was still choosing to be there in some way because she couldn’t shut off the part of her that cared. She wasn’t built like that. He wanted to protect this town and his family, and Elysia wanted to help because if it was her family, she would do the same for them in a heartbeat. They may not have spoken in almost twelve years, but blood was thicker than water and Ely was the type who would give her life to save anyone she loved, without blinking beforehand. “No laughing.” She put emphasis on the words, narrowing her gaze as she looked at him and pretended not to buy that he wouldn’t laugh. Once she was closer to the bag, she firmly planted her feet and nodded as she listened to him. “You’re an original werewolf. I don’t think I could hurt you even if I tried,” she joked, inhaling a breath and exhaling before going in for the first punch. She ignored the part of her that was screaming at her to punch like she had the day before, choosing to focus on her breathing as a way to not focus on thoughts of her sister.
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