Always in pain? There had to be a way to stop it, right? A way to separate the man from beast, to keep it from happening, right? Or she at least hoped so. She bit her lower lip as she came a bit closer, her eyes lost in his own gaze. Her? She found her face feeling warmer, a deep shade of red coming to those pale cheeks. Why her? She didn't do anything, other than release him. But there was something else, a fluttering feeling she found that became stronger when his eyes had found hers. The small witchcraft stood on the stairs for a short second before following him once more.