Ayaan went to sit in the clearing near where he knew Lydia would sit. The young man closed his eyes and focused on the wind and the sounds of nature. He bit back a frown when Lydia called Sebastian a brute, for he knew that the older man was not a brute.  He was kind and gentle.  Ayaan momentarily lost himself in the peacefulness of the sounds of nature.   He didn't notice that Lydia had sucked the air out of the other man or was keeping him from breathing, not until he heard Sebastian's knee hit the ground.<br/><br/>He opened his eyes and immediately flew into a panic.  Every muscle in his body screamed to move, but he just couldn't.  What could he do?  He watched in horror as Lydia tortured the other man. Did she know?  Ayaan hadn't realized he was holding his breath until he sucked in a gasp of air the same time Sebastian did.  Relief washed over him and he prayed that she wouldn't do anything else to the man she asked to come train her.<br/><br/>Ayaan was thankful that she only sent the small droplets of water at the man and not beads of ice with enough force to penetrate him.  But he noticed the flush that went over Sebastian's features.  She was heating him to the core.  Ayaan opened his mouth to say something but only a soft whimper escaped.   He did not want to watch her kill the man.  He closed his eyes and started to pray that she would just stop, that her powers wouldn't work right that she not be able to do anything else.  He missed the anxious glance for his eyes were squeezed tightly shut in a panic.  He hoped that someone was listening.<br/><br/>Little did he know that his desire for her to stop was what was causing the next spell to not grow into anything dangerous.   Once the noise had stopped, Ayaan opened his eyes and looked back and forth between Lydia and Sebastian. Apologetic and terrified all in one.