His wish, long had been unheard. Long had it been that he sat under the tent of pain and agony. Abused for his own bloodline. He barely could remember the farmlands. The people he called mother and father. All it was to him, was a blood stained memory. Moving his gaze caught onto Kate. Her arms outstretched. All in that moment he remembered a soft embrace that made him move and hug her. As if the child far gone had come back to give one last effort. Hugging her. His eyes closed as he spoke to her softly, "Thank you... For everything Kate..." He moved. Letting go of the girl.<br/><br/>His eyes stayed closed. Shunning himself mentally. Unconsciously. For nearly a decade he fought and had been beaten into not showing affection. Showing it... After so long hurt. Though his gaze caught onto her once again, this time a bit rougher, "Kate... Only you can understand and know... If I'm ever mean of shut off... Against the personality of someone who's Battle hardened and silent - it's someone called Talon. It's the name of the panther side but... Sometimes I can't be myself... Sometimes the rougher mean side is him. Only by the gaze of darkness... Will you know who is there."