Any remaining resentment Emily harboured towards Finn fluttered away as he slumped forward, sobbing over his mistake. She gently patted his trembling back. "I think she will. It's in the past now, now we can look beyond this and grow," she said, soothingly. The werewolves' tragic history made her feel far more grateful for the life that she had, she now longed to see her parents to hug them. While she kept a level head at that moment, losing control has scared her tremendously; her father would know what to do, she never knew him to lose control like that. However, he was a full telekinetic, there was no need to balance his psychic abilities with Wicca energies. Emily knew that without both of her parents' experiences, she would constantly have no control over her abilities, and the possibility of it occurring again scared her.<br/><br/>Alixan lost his breath as the instructor's finger pointed at him. He shrunk his already small body lower into the bench, hoping that the teacher was requesting a different student. His stomach tensed further as Marcus challenged the instructor to another round. He might get hurt this time. With a sigh, Alixan made his way to the outskirts of the arena. There was no talking Marcus out of it, he could see it in his eyes but he was there for him if the teacher decided on being rougher this time around.