Aiden watched Freya enter into the arms of Yodah. A slight jealousy roared it's head, but he shut it down, knowing that the fledging meant no harm, was on his side too. He saw her hand go up to her head, rub at her temple, the nape of her neck. She was still dizzy from his taking her blood. That had been selfish, beneath him, yet he couldn't stop himself. Now she was paying for it. Her head ached from the bombardment of emotions. His included. All of his people would have to be more careful to shield their minds.

"Take care of her." He commanded.

Yodah nodded, about to...