The male looked about and narrowed his eyes at the men coming his way. With a snarl Eli grabbed one male and shoved him aside, "Don't you touch me!" he cried as he punched the lights out on one. Looking around Eli got some sense back and shook his head, "I just wanted to find her..." with that Eli left the group shoving people aside and made his way towards the area he had been heading before. He was leaving the feeling behind him; he was confused, upset, almost to the point of breaking. Coming close to an apartment Eli sat on a bench and hid his face in his hands, he growled. His hands were tangled in the short hairs on his head and he tightened his grip, "This isn't working... I should give up... I gave in for her... I fought for her didn't I? What am I to do... She was the first person I... I suppose I wanted ever.... What can I do? Maybe I should go back home- sit in the burned sanctuary and meditate... And never leave..." his hands rested in his lap as he sat on the bench, confused and in pain from the resistance he gave into.Â