Anton took the mental blow Shard gave him and tried to force himself to calm down. It wasn't like him to get so worked up. He was making rash decisions, probably because of the recently opened wounds of the memories of his loss. Anton took a breath and tried to see things from Shard's point of view. He guessed she wouldn't want him to get sucked into something potentially life-threatening on a whim. Also, an over emotional helper no matter how hard they might try, would always pose the risk of being more of a nuisance than a help.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Very well,</span>he thought.<span style="font-style: italic">There are other ways I can help. I don't need to foolishly lose control and rush into something that wasn't meant for me. This Shard realized this far quicker and with much more ease than myself. I hope that someday I will be able to help her. But it's better that I keep myself alive until then. There's no point in actions that just lead to another body on the battle field.</span><br/><br/>"Thank you," Anton said to Seni, "but I have a place to stay." He turned to Talon, "It appears I've been deemed either unhelpful or unuseful in her current plans," he said. "I still wish to help you, but something tells me she knows better than I. If you need help with something and it doesn't interfere with her plans I'll try to make myself available." Anton gave a small bow and lowered himself to one knee, "Good night," he said before entering the sonic zone.<br/><br/>The world turned a yellowish color and all motion was on pause as Anton made his way back home.