Jamsen let out a heavy sigh at what Stellan was asking about, though at least they were in agreement that it was not something that should have happened. They knew they could speak freely with one another. It had always been that way. Jamsen used Stellan's outstretched arm to lower himself stiffly back to the ground.<br/><br/>“Alden got comfortable. He and Lofgren got closer. Maybe he was feeling bold. He tried to get Lofgren to stop them from taking the human but he only shrugged. Not worth getting into a fight with another pack, so Alden went on his own. Ran into Ivar's son. You know he's never been right. Hard to predict just like his father and Alden obviously anticipated poorly. Even if he'd come out alright you know that would have made Lofgren angry, since he'd told him to let it go. Imagine they took the boy somewhere quiet to finish him if he didn't pass on his own. Probably burned him.” Jamsen trusted that Sieger would have been careful and it wouldn't come back on them.<br/><br/>“Still, not the way things should have ever been. Would never have been that way before..”<i>Before Lofgren</i>.<br/><br/>–<br/><br/>Blue tried to teach Eivind a lesson but the wolf was a<i>slow</i>learner. He needed more than one lesson and lots of repetition. Blue didn't point out that he was obviously taking advantage. Both seemed to be happy reaffirming their bond, over and over. Without Sig around, they had needed to do more than just that, but Eivind was ready to be out of the bed whenever he and Blue weren't making a mess of it. His wound was slow healing but he was getting physically stronger once he'd gotten ahead of the infection. His movement was still strained and he was short on his bad leg, but managing. Blue was there to give support where it was needed and to help the insufferable wolf up and down the stairs since he wasn't happy staying put.<br/><br/>Sig hadn't come back the first day and Eivind was trying not to worry. After another full day, there was no hope of that. He didn't think Sig had gotten himself stuck like he had, though that was a possibility. More so he worried that Stellan had lured the wolf closer to his pack, though he hoped Sig was smarter than that. Blue had said he'd told him everything.<br/><br/>“I don't know why he went off with him after what you told him,” Eivind growled, sitting in a chair on the front porch. “I shouldn't have let him.” Though what he would have done about it, he wasn't sure. He realized not being so difficult would have been a good start. He didn't care that he pissed the stranger off, but it hadn't worked in his favor to piss Sig off only for the two to go off together in a huff. Sig was more pack to him than most and it wasn't something he realized until he was sitting there fretting over him. Sig wasn't one of Sieger's though. He was an encroacher and the other pack would be within their right to deal with them however they saw fit if he got too close. Eivind didn't think Stellan could keep Sig safe with an alpha like Lofgren, or if he'd even bother trying at all.<br/><br/>“I'm going to have to go look for him soon, with Sieger or Alaric maybe.” If he could convince them to go looking for someone that wasn't their own. Hell, they hadn't wanted to come looking for him. “I think it'll be a little easier to get around on four legs instead of two, if I have to cover some ground.” For the time being, he was conserving energy while formulating a plan of some kind. He was sitting in a pair of boxers, enjoying the sun. Blue was getting ready to clean out the wound on his thigh to rebandage, flesh slowly on the mend. It was all healthy now, still open, but no longer putrid as it had been. Eivind was tolerant when it came to Blue, less so with Alaric, especially as he had recovered some strength. It hadn't taken long before Alaric to refuse to do anything with Eivind so long as he was conscious.