Surprise washed over Eivind's face as the pill was swatted from his hands. He'd clearly moved on from the conversation, and so he sat there, staring dumbly as he backtracked to what Blue seemed so angry about. Slowly, Blue made it to his feet, Eivind watching as he stepped around him, still clutching the couch for support. He wondered how far he was thinking he was going to get.<br/><br/>Insult washed over Eivind when Blue made it clear he was following direction out of fear. All over what he'd seen him do to Alden, and he insinuated he was only waiting for the other shoe to drop; for Eivind to either kill him or fuck him. The older man's expression darkened as he watched Blue try to make it towards the door.<br/><br/>“You have no fucking clue what's good for you, do you?” Eivind snapped. “I have done none of those things to you, and yet you're willing to go crawling back to someone like Alden who has done all those things, when all I've done is offered you a warm bed and something to take the edge off? What the fuck is that? Some sort of twisted self preservation technique?”<i>Ungrateful little shit</i>. Eivind had the strong impulse to throttle him, but Blue wasn't his child, or even a member of his pack. Their differences would have to be settled in other ways.<br/><br/>“You're not leaving,” Eivind told him, grabbing his arm to swing him around, and to redirect him back towards the couch. He'd drag him if he had to, and hopefully Blue would exhaust himself sooner or later. Whatever sort of temper tantrum this was, it couldn't last long in his state. He knew the young man was weak and exhausted.<br/><br/>“It's a complicated matter. I don't know all the answers yet. How am I supposed to tell you anything right now?” he snapped, lips set in a stubborn line. “I gave you my word I wasn't going to hurt you. I told you that you'd be safe. I'm not going to let anyone else hurt you. Why can't you be satisfied with that until I can figure out what the fuck I'm doing right now?” His words portrayed his frustration. His actions had been driven mostly by instinct. His mind had hardly caught up, and Blue wanted to know in vivid detail what was going on. Eivind neither knew everything nor did he want to talk about it. Blue was already being a pain in the ass. This last bit of information would be the icing on the cake. Blue would be apposed to the idea, and Eivind would be angry. There was no good reason for him to explain their situation as of yet.<br/><br/>Talking with the pack would probably help. He could go to Synnove for advice on how to handle things. She was usually pretty sensible, and she'd already followed his line of thinking when it came to Blue. She would probably be his greatest asset when dealing with any opposition. Of course, his biggest headache right now was Blue himself.