Ghost started at Plum's voice, and his eyes widened when Plum revealed what had happened to the Team. When she told him how the Wolf had been protective of her (that apparently being the cause of the Team's deaths), he opened his mouth to protest, to give some excuse that would have definitely come straight from his ass. She shut him up with a finger, then revealed that the Wolf had tried to get her to eat its kills.<span style="font-style: italic">Fuck.</span><br/>It was worse than he thought. He'd known what he was doing when he Marked her. He may not have been clear-headed when he did it, but he'd known. Now it seemed his protective urges towards the nymph had extended even to the Wolf, and may have revealed what he'd done.<br/>Ghost looked up sharply at her last comment, then sighed heavily. "I can't speak for the Wolf's actions, Plum. You know that. And I don't think either of us have the option to just be 'done.'" He said, looking bitter. Trying to stand, he found that he still didn't have the energy, eliciting another sigh from the young man.<br/>"Thanks, Plum. I'm sure this has been more tiring for you than it has for me. I appreciate it. I'll get the escort team to take us both to my other room." The other room in question was Ghost's recovery room. It was even more well-furnished than his regular room, and had been enchanted by that damned Witch to aid in rejuvenating his energy. He didn't know about all that, but the bed was a hell of a lot more comfortable than the one he normally slept in.