<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/36/Wtguest.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Beneth Farsheron<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Refugee<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Nasha al'Maena<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Library<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Beneth sighed and gave Nasha a flat look as the Aes Sedai realized that her manner wasn't all that reassuring for the man, and sank down a little in his chair as she mused over the exact causes of his change. She also spoke of what exactly it might be like were he to go mad, making it difficult not to picture that exact thing. What would the woman say if she knew that he may have already crossed that line once before? "Great. I guess as long as I avoid going around marking my territory, I'll be fine." he said as he looked away uncomfortably. How exactly was he supposed to stay in touch with his human side? He'd have thought that was what he'd been doing his entire life, and yet here he was. Clearly he had missed something along the way.<br/><br/>Nasha offered him a place to stay within the White Tower then; it wasn't as charitable as it sounded though, as it seemed that if he were to stay it would be under the condition that he allow the woman to study him and his unique condition. Looking at her in consideration and inadvertently catching her scent again, he couldn't be certain if she was more interested in actually helping him cope with what was happening to him or simply learning about Wolfbrothers. But it wasn't as if he had many options, and he had originally came here in search of aid in the first place. So it wasn't long after Nasha returned to her book that he nodded his head and spoke up.<br/><br/>"Alright. I'll stay." he said, glancing down at the page within his own book and looking over some of the information about Wolfbrothers. "Just don't expect me to walk around wearing a collar with my nametag on it." he continued, not certain he liked the idea of needing to be constantly accompanied by someone whenever he was in the tower, even if they were pretty girls like Nasha or some of the others he had passed within the halls. "...thank you, though. Where do we start?"