Eivind was satisfied that Blue didn't have any leftover remorse for his rapist and torturer. He worried with the way he'd gone to him, so willingly to throw himself at anothers feet when he'd learned Eivind had lied to him. It wasn't that Blue had any reason to trust in him, and yet he still expected it. As for the real reason, Eivind wasn't ready to venture into that territory just yet. Blue was cooperating, and he needed that to remain so. He'd have to have a clear head, free of distraction before he could break it down for the human. It would be a hard enough concept for him to comprehend, and right now it would seem too much like he was being stolen away to become his kept house husband, which in essence really wasn't far from the truth.<br/><br/>“I told him not to do something. He ignored me,” he told him simply instead. That wasn't a lie either. He'd given Alden fair enough warning, and the other wolf have quite blatantly ignored him. That had been a very direct and disrespectful challenge. Eivind had never been so furious in his entire life, and Blue going to him only added to it. He didn't have to go to it beyond that. Certainly, werewolves had killed over less. Eivind, just because he'd never taken his position as alpha, didn't mean he was absent alpha tendencies.<br/><br/>Eivind kept them afloat, keeping a careful hold of Blue. It helped to wash away the scents that clung to Blue, though he doubted they would be absent from him entirely. It was like the other wolves had gotten beneath his skin, and not even the river was going to be able to get rid of it completely. Eivind hoped it didn't linger too much longer. The desire to cover that scent with his own was growing, making him itchy and irritable. When finally they touched bottom, and had crossed over to the other side of the river, they faced another problem. The water had been chilly, and now Blue was wet. He doubted he had adequate fat store to keep himself warm, and Eivind worried once they stepped out of the water. The sun was setting, taking with it any heat it might have provided.<br/><br/>“We need to find the road,” Eivind decided, not allowing them to stop. Moving would be better. The action might serve to warm the human, and he held him close still, to both support him and to try and keep the shivering at bay. He sincerely hoped Alaric found the car, and he hoped it had heat. Even simple things would be taxing on Blue, and here he was dragging him all over the forest. They needed to get home, and once he was there he'd be sincerely sorry for whomever bothered them.<br/><br/>When after a painstakingly long process, they reached it, and Eivind set them up behind a large rock where it broke up the wind. Alaric was no where to be seen, so he settled in, listening for the engine of a vehicle, Blue nestled between his legs with his arms wrapped around him.<br/><br/>“I can change. It'll keep you warmer,” Eivind offered, wondering if Blue would tolerate him at all in his beastly state. It was a scary enough sight for a human unaccustomed to such things, most likely more so for someone who had been brutalized by them.