Elise sat in her seat for a few minutes before standing up as well and picking up her satchel. The teacher sighed. “Leave so that maybe SOME of us can learn something.” She didn’t need to be told twice.<br/><br/>Tracking Max was easy enough. His scent was rather like a beacon. It lead her, ultimately to his dorm room. Sighing, she composed herself before knowing. “Max? If you are in there, I just wanted to say that I am sorry. I do not completely understand your situation or how you feel about it. I come from a family where if people treated us cruelly, we returned it in kind or left. Because ultimately we knew that we did not deserve that sort of treatment. I do not know your relationship with your father. There could be things I am missing. I just…do not like the thought of you being hurt more than you have been. The thought of you going back to a home that you have described bothers me but…the responsibility to not hurt you myself is frightening. I do not think I could live happily with myself if I caused you  harm. I reacted poorly. And for that I apologize.”<br/><br/>She couldn’t make up her mind. Which would be safer for him anyway? Going back to his father or staying in the den of vampires? Logic said that his father was ultimately the better choice. The safer choice. It was a normal life, even if it was a terrible one. There was an irrational side of her that kept repeating that she was older than many of the students here and that if she fed more regularly she could somehow protect him. But who would protect him from herself? It all gave her a headache.