For a moment Jacob almost reconsidered his plan, when Max talked about how dancing and singing helped him cope with whatever pathetic human problems he had in his life. Because, maybe, just maybe it had nothing to do with Elise after all.<br/><br/>Then there was the moment when that reconsideration pop like a balloon with a needle held to it. He thought she was really nice when you got to know her? What did he know about her? He met her yesterday and danced with her a bit.<br/><br/>“Elise and I…have a strange bond. She’s like a little sister to me. I’m kinda protective of her, you know? Even if I can’t help picking on her. You seem like a good guy but…you’ve been through a lot and I don’t want Elise to have to deal with any trouble. If you end up being as nice of a guy as you seem to be, who knows. Maybe I’ll help you figure out how to get to know her better.” He gave Max a friendly smile and patted him on the knee before standing up as the gym teacher walked in and told them to start on laps.