Her stomach turned as she felt the connection shift again.  It was as if his own physical illness had some kind of bleeding effect on Vara.  She could taste the familiar feeling of metal on her tongue.  The iron in the blood of the people who had just been killed.  She caught sight of him as he came back to gather his things and her heart ached at the look in his eyes.  Even though she had not expected this, it did not change anything for her.  She just couldn’t believe he had endured such a Hellish change in his own.<br/><br/>“I’m...” Vara started but the words caught in her throat.  She pulled her own pack off of her back and pulled out one of the small towels she had taken from the house.  Her footsteps were slow and careful as she approached him, the towel in her hand.<br/><br/>“I can help.”  She said, quietly offering to help clean him up.  “I’m sorry, I had no idea....” The whole thing, the feelings she sensed along their tether, it was clear his experience with his wolf was wholly different from hers.   “I’ve never seen anything like that...are you okay?”