Thomas watched as Aidan led Eryan away, though he was grateful, he could not stop worrying about Eryan as she stayed in that almost zombie like state. He knew she was not fine by any stretch of the imagination as she in an even worse state than when she learned about her dadâ€™s death. They all had suffered from this loss but Eryan had not been here to mourn with themâ€¦ and she had just come back from one funeral to find a mass grave nearly staring her in the face.<br/><br/>With a heavy sigh, he would finally grab his plate and sit down to get some food in himâ€¦ or at least try. The sudden recollections of that night where they lost nearly everything caused his appetite to almost completely vanish. He did not even get a full bite in his mouth before Eryanâ€™s pained howl forced him to practically bite down on his tongue to keep from joining her. Holding the howl in painfully burned at his chest that, by the time it grew quiet again, his hunger had fled him once more. He continued to attempt to eat but after barely getting down two bites and the seemingly growing bullshit of the pack, Thomas decided to give up and move somewhere else.<br/><br/>As he moved deeper into the cave, Thomas pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation at the building tension between pack members. He was glad Aidan was taking care of it a bit but was almost certain he was going to have to step in somewhere in the near futureâ€¦ Oh well he will deal with it when/if they get out of control but right now he was just not in the mood for playing Alphaâ€¦ unless someone was not really attached to having all of their limbs. As such he felt it better to step away for a bit and see how Eryan was doing.<br/><br/>What he saw when he got to her just went to confirm how right his suspicions on her condition when Aidan led her away. Setting his plate down on a nearby rock, Thomas went over and sat next to Eryan. He just sat there for a bit with his back reclined against a rock and his head staring at the rock ceiling, providing her simply company so she did not feel totally alone. After what felt like an eternity (though probably closer to few seconds or maybe even minutes), Thomas finally spoke up. â€œIf you wantâ€¦ I can take you to his grave tomorrowâ€¦ so you can say goodbye,â€ His voice was pained and worried. â€œâ€¦ At leastâ€¦â€ He brings his head back down from staring at the ceiling to look at her, â€œat least he would be glad to know youâ€™re ok,â€ He said sincerely as he attempted a small smile but it never quite reached his face. A part of him wanted to join her on the furs to at least give her some physical contact to draw strength from but he was not going to move without her giving an indication otherwiseâ€¦ After all, his laying on the furs would only help to further bury Shermanâ€™s lingering scentâ€¦