Most men would have not done what she asked, they would have argued. His mind wanted to argue, his soul said no - to follow her. But why follow her? Had he not resisted her, gave her hell, acted like a jerk to her? He had done that to her, but now... he had something else in mind. As to what only his soul knew, his soul wanted something. Could she give it? Could she be the one he needed? Though back to the question, what did his soul wish for?<br/><br/>She had made him lust for her - he gave into it, she got<span style="font-style: italic">injured</span>- he<span style="font-style: italic">rescued</span>her, willingly he gave into wanting to have her. His soul turned around when he saw her<span style="font-style: italic">hurt</span>.<br/><br/>Deep down Eli knew he was starting to not only just want her, he was starting to like her. She was different. He liked it, though why? The female had shown him something new, given him a new emotion, no... gave him a few new ones. All his life he resisted, held no emotion, she opened him up easily and gave him new ones. By easy it was meant that she was able to crack him, crack him in a way she knew would work despite not knowing him.<br/><br/>Eli looked up at her and shook his head, he hated wine, "I do not wish for any." he then turned and went to sit down. His mind was still going over what he had felt a moment ago, when the thoughts came to him. The girl then spoke, looking to her at the command of his name he blinked. His soul felt pricked. Looking down he got up and crossed his arms and walked away from her. Trying not to look at her. He felt hurt... untrusted...<br/><br/>"What I want with you? You..." he trailed off and walked further away and spoke softer, "I am raised on loyalty... you 'tamed' me. I wish to be loyal... to attempt in doing as I am asked... I do not wish for much - other than the chance to be here, with you... I have nothing I want more. Even if my mind tries to make me do otherwise..."