Sig was sympathetic to Blue for the horrors he'd had to endure, pulling the svelte male into a tight, almost protective hug. Blue smiled softly, curling himself over to lightly nuzzle the top of Sig's head. "I'm okay," he said, a wavering breath escaping his parted lips. "Most days are okay. Some are harder. I get scared of things sometimes. Freak out. When Eivind shaved off his beard, he did it without telling me and I woke up to this unfamiliar face against me. I lost it." Blue chuckled lightly, though nothing about the memory was humorous given the context. "I don't think he's ever going to do that again. At least without warning me first."<br/><br/>Blue's eyes drifted up to look at the distant Stellan, who sat by himself on the seat of his bike, smoking a cigarette. The smoke curled up into the air and the lit end glowed like a small, angry eye against Stellan's fingers. The large male was reclined casually, his eyes looking up to the clouded sky, obviously giving the two other males their space without looking like he wished to intrude. "You ran Eivind's gas tanks dry? In that case, you're lucky he stopped. Eivind would have limped all the way down the highway just to get his hands on you if he thought you broke his truck," Blue giggled, squeezing Sig's shoulder affectionately.<br/><br/>"Look... I'm okay with him staying if you think he's all right. Besides, it kinda sounds like you like him a little bit, maybe?" Blue teased. "He's definitely hot. I'm not surprised you're into him." He wrapped Sig's arm around his own. "There's one caveat to him staying, though," he began. "You have to tell him to not tell Lofgren anything about me or Eivind. When Eivind was taking me away from Lofgren's territory... he killed one of Lofgren's wolves. Sieger and a few others got real messed up covering for Eivind and holding off Lofgren and his pack while Eivind and Alaric escaped with me. If Lofgren learns that either Eivind or I am alive... Just make sure Stellan doesn't say anything. Come on." The human pulled the small wolf along, back to where Stellan was patiently waiting. When the larger male noticed Sig and Blue approaching, he snuffed out his cigarette on the bottom of his boot, pulling out a small plastic bag from one of the pockets of his leather jacket and dropping the butt inside. Just another thing to dispose of later in the appropriate receptacle.<br/><br/>"Everything all right?" Stellan inquired, standing up and shaking out his shoulders, loosening the tense muscles in his neck. He didn't want to leave Sig, but he wouldn't argue if the alpha wolf wanted him tossed out on his ass. It wasn't his home, wasn't his pack's territory. Stellan had no right to intrude where he wasn't wanted. The tall, skinny human approached him, nodding his head minutely and holding out his hand.<br/><br/>"Yes, everything is okay. I'm sorry about my mate, Eivind. He and Lofgren have a real bad history together, and he just assumed, with you being part of his pack--"<br/><br/>"You don't need to explain anymore," Stellan replied, shaking his head and taking hold of Blue's hand, silently marveling at how soft the human's palms were. "I don't blame 'im. Lofgren is a sorry excuse of an alpha. It's why I don't go home much, myself. Prefer the city, or just roaming on my own. I didn't mean to cause any problems. Name's Stellan van Houten."<br/><br/>"Good to meet you, Stellan. I'm Blue. You're, uh, you're welcome to come inside. Hate for Sig to drag you all the way out here and you leave with nothing in your belly. I know big wolves like you must eat a lot, right?"<br/><br/>Stellan laughed heartily, smiling wide beneath the whiskers of his mustache. "'A lot' would be an understatement. Blue, huh? Interesting name. People ever call you 'Little Boy Blue' as a kid?"<br/><br/>"Yes. Constantly," Blue replied, grinning.<br/><br/>"Kinda funny, don't you think?"<br/><br/>"What is?"<br/><br/>"The poem. Little Boy Blue is a shepherd, right? Supposed to protect the sheep from wolves, but here you are, mated with one. And an alpha, at that."<br/><br/>Blue paused for a moment, tilting his head as he considered Stellan's words. "I never thought of it like that, honestly. But yes, that is funny. I suppose you could consider me a revised version. Instead of herding sheep, I herd wolves." His smile grew wider, playful. Perhaps there were more reasons Sig liked his wolf than just his looks.<br/><br/>"Come on, wolves." Blue turned on his heel, back into the cabin, leaving the front door open behind him so Sig and Stellan could follow. Blue made his way back to the couch, sitting down next to his mate. He leaned against him, kissing against his neck and placing a hand on Eivind's hairy chest. "Vin, I told everyone they could stay."<br/><br/>Stellan cautiously followed Blue around the couch, still on slightly on edge from their prior encounter but obviously willing and eager to give it a second try. He held out his hand to Eivind, one calloused palm extended in a peace offering to another. "Hey, buddy. I'm Stellan. We all right?"