Glaive was struggling with himself, though there was no outward sign of this. His mind was telling him to leave, while his heart wanted him to stay. It felt like his soul was being torn in two and the worst part was that there was no clarity on what choice he should make.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Is this what love is? Am I feeling love?</span>Glaive thought.<br/><br/>"I know. Why don't you come along with me? I can introduce you to them." Glaive said. Thinking this as the best compromise he could come up with.