<div class="floatright">(http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj307/tylercook777/Trevor.png)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Trevor<br/><strong>Species:</strong> Witch<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Redemption<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Stephen<br/><br/>"A lot of my power is rooted in emotions still. The more angry I get the more power I have. It kind of sucks but that's usually how your power is when you are still a teenager." Trevor spoke, taking Stephen deeper into Redemption's sleeping quarters. "I figured you didn't leave because of me. We got along really well the whole time you were mentoring me. I came to the conclusion that it was probably the constant upkeep of magic all of us have to stream into the barrier to keep it up. It's a lot to deal with even for me and I've been doing it for almost four years now." After a few minutes of walking  they finally approached where Trevor was taking them. It was Stephen's old room. Tara hadn't moved anyone else in there probably because there were no new witches in the coven since Stephen left and the witches were kept separate from the rest of the members. <br/><br/>"I know that just because you are back it doesn't mean that you are going to be coming back into the coven, but I'm pretty sure Tara would be okay if you had your own room back." Trevor let go of the other man's hand temporarily to open the door to Stephen's old room. Quite frequently when Stephen was still part of the coven Trevor would spend as much time with him as he could, a lot of it spent in the very same room he was standing in front of. "And if she has a problem with it you can have my bedroom." Trevor blushed again, his eyes downcast to his feet as if to hide it though he knew Stephen had seen it. Trevor sure as hell didn't want Stephen staying with the rangers. </div>