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         Tristan's eyes were set on the bottom of the sink, his heartbeat in his ears his. The nightmare had upset the wolf to an almost outburst of rage in order to take control of the situation they were both in. Tristan breathed slowly pushing the wolf further into his mind but he was struggling, his fingernails elongated as he gripped onto the sideboard his nails scratching at the wood.

He hardly noticed Juliet walk down the stairs and speak to him, that was until Juliet put her hand on his shoulder. He jumped slightly growling of out pure habit, sighing softly he shook his head running his hands through his hair. He didn't want any Lavender, he couldn't stand the stuff and he wasn't really one for tea anyway. A bath did sound nice, he was used to cool waterfalls and streams not warm water and soap.

Running his hand through his hair again he turned around leaning against the counter he spoke.
" Sorry Juliet, just a bit on edge. I don't want any tea thank you. I'm not planning on sleeping again tonight. But a bath does sound nice, I haven't had a bath for years. I only really try to wash and shave when I can so I've probably been stinking your house up since I arrived" Tristan smiled softly.

He hardly noticed when she called him Theo, he had many names labelled on him since he was small what was the harm of one more.