<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">“We'll utilize what we can from the already established company, but yes, I feel like you can stand on your own. You might make less initially, but as I said, it'll be more profitable in the long run. But yes, you two will have to stop pawing at each other so much. You'll have things to do, plus networking and all that,” Devin went on, willing to talk to Blue more about sort of decisions he wanted to make as well. He was the artist, after all, and together she was sure they could work together to find a place they were both comfortable. They spoke, and when Eivind returned and she brought it all up to the wolf he didn't act as if he would get in their way at all. Good, that was how she liked to do things. As much as she liked Eivind she knew he really had no business telling her what to do with the marketing side of things. Luckily, he seemed to know this. His father had made sure the hiring department kept them stocked with the right sort of staff, and Eivind hadn't changed a thing since the man had passed away. Luckily it all pretty much ran itself with everyone being utilized where they needed to be, herself included.<br/>
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“Why wouldn't I be okay?” Sig asked, hearing Blue's concern. “I feel like if I can avoid the brunt end of Eivind's temper, I can probably survive most other things.” He was poking a little bit of fun back at their meeting as he started work into the kitchen.<br/>
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“Have they told you about the circumstances of my meeting them?” Sig asked, glancing over his shoulder at Devin.<br/>
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“No, they haven't,” she said, going into the kitchen to sit propped up on one of the counters. “Do tell.”<br/>
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“Well, I ran across Blue when he was obviously a little keyed up. I thought I might offer him assistance. You know, do him a solid. This was before Eivind had figured out how to get things done in the bedroom, of course. Poor Blue.” It was obvious Sig was one of the few that still didn't know anything about Blue's rape, or why they'd been abstaining. He wasn't prone to stick around for gossip. “Anyway, things seem like they're going well. I think Blue's into it, but then he freaks. Human senses and all, I forget sometimes. It took him a minute to realize I wasn't anyone familiar. I don't play with things that don't want to be played with, of course. Upstanding man that I am, but here comes this fucking furious wolf ripping me off and laying into me. It was hard charming Eivind after that, you know?” He shot Eivind a wide grin at the retelling, no harm done, something he'd said that they might laugh about one of those days. Eivind wasn't laughing, but he wasn't throwing things either.<br/>
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“Oh, so you think you're such a gift to this earth that you can just walk up and seduce strangers in the woods?” Devin asked, hiding her chagrin.<br/>
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“It might have worked if those two obviously were not madly in love with one another,” he said with a shrug, going back to cooking. Spaghetti it was. There was canned sauce in cabinet and boxes of noodles. Ground meat was frozen in the freezer. They all ate together that night, sharing stories here and there.<br/>
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Eivind took the opportunity the next day to head out to hunt. Sig would be staying in the home with Blue. Alaric and Synnove would also check in on them. It was safe. Most of the pack had warmed to Blue anyway, and Devin would be coming by to work on things, bring her computer and mobile hotspot. She had been a little standoffish with Sig initially but he seemed to grow on her, even more reason for her to hang about Eivind's cabin when they weren't working. It was the perfect time for Eivind to go make use of himself and he told Blue he wouldn't be gone long. A day or two.</span></span>