Dustin watched the wolf get knocked off of him and saw the wolf moving towards her. He got up slowly and the wolf started talking to her. He couldn't understand the growling sounds but instinct told him he was saying something to her. He raised an arm to defend himself. He saw Ava take the lycan male to the ground and her kick him away. He moved forward with each step yet his gaze never tore from the fight. He watched what happened next. Jumping from the stage and throws down the microphone and followed the woman outside. Catching sight of her vanishing into the shadows and followed. Looking around for her. "Ava?" he calls out softly. She had turned into the wolf so he knew she heard him. "Ava...are you alright?" he calls out again. His shirt had wolves on it for a reason. Wolves were his favorite animal. He got down on his knees and started crawling forwards. That way if and when he bumped into her he wouldn't trip and face plant. He reached out and his hand met a paw. He lifts his head. "Ava...I wanted to thank you. You didn't have to do that." He says softly.<br/><br/>Sitting against the wall putting a bit of space between them. "Please don't tell my dad Ava. He would never understand. My brain my be intelligent yet I don't want to follow in his footsteps. His passion is the desk job and being over a company. My passion lies in singing and dancing. He would never approve." He pulled his knees to his chest. "Ava...you were awesome out there. I wish I had your inner and outer strength." He leans his head back. "Not made for fighting. Old man hates that. Pushes me harder because I am more like mother than him." He reached out and scratched her behind the ears. Kissing the top of her nose. Then puts space again. "I appreciate it."