Craig wondered if Peg was speaking of the twilight, or maybe the shadow, the realms of the spirits and of the dead that some of his kind were known to cross into. He remembered the spirit, and its request to make peace with the wolf who laid her head upon his leg, and decided that this hisil was more than likely the connection to that realm. That she could,that the wolves, could move between the two, converse with spirits was amazing. Maybe it was something still hubristic about the awakened to be surprised that others could do as they could. It was a feeling he did not like, and quickly let go of, knowledge gained better than ignorance.<br/><br/>"Aye, if you think it a good idea lets speak with who you think best first, and if you need to speak with them alone I understand. I do not want you in danger because of me, I think that is something in our past that we have never escaped, but that does not mean that I wish to go charging towards it now."<br/><br/>He spoke softly as he moved, changing from sitting to lying down beside Peg so that he could look her in the eyes as he spoke. Rushing to the end gave to many chances to miss clues on the path, and that was something he did not want to do. There were answers, and more questions, left to be found, and he wanted to know them. But all the knowledge was not worth the loss of the woman before him, a desire to remain in ignorance and just enjoy her presence seemed to fill him.<br/><br/>"we will ask questions when the time is right," he said as he leaned forward, softly kissing her lips as his free hand moved to her hip. "I do not want to rush what I think will be inevitable."<br/><br/>