<em>She doesn't even know your name. Is Shane her real lover? Are you just keeping her warm for him?</em>The voice spoke out, but only Shenyo could hear it. It made sense really. It was his own mind speaking to him. The voice was goading him, taunting him, trying to rile him up. Right now it was working and causing him to lose track of time in the waking world around him as he argued with it pointlessly.<br/><br/><strong>Stop it. Not now.</strong>Was Shenyo's simple reply. There was no begging or pleading or negotiating. The voice wanted what it wanted, and Shenyo was never to know why it did what it did nor what its purpose was.<br/><br/><em>She couldn't even stand to lay by your side. She was more interested in the boy outside. Maybe even the whole group would have pleased her?</em>It continued on, digging deeper and deeper into him to try and trigger a reaction.<br/><br/>As Lydia grabbed his tail and spoke to him his eyes focused on her, but her voice appeared muffled at first. In another instant the world became clear again and the voice was pushed into the back of his mind once more to nothing more than a whisper. A lingering, constant whisper, but a whisper nonetheless. His tail wrapped around her hand for a moment and pulled her closer as the room began to get a chill to it.<br/><br/>Without warning he wrapped an arm around her waist and cupped her cheek with his other hand. Looking deeply into her eyes he smiled to her despite the darkness looming just around them, becoming thicker and heavier with each passing moment. Then their lips met softly and the room froze. It was watching them very closely as Shenyo held Lydia even closer.