Arvahn had just sat down on his bed with a sigh when he heard a knock on his door and Isa's voice a second later. He really wasn't fine, he'd spent years alone away from his friends and people that he cared about with only the company of twisted minds and a rare few that were like himself. People that were good at killing but, took no pleasure in it. He'd never developed any other kind of relationships and seeing Ailya grab Sevasti like that and knowing what she was feeling, had really shaken him.<br/><br/>He couldn't imagine grabbing anyone like that and having his way with them, but, a part of him wanted to do exactly that. He sighed heavily and stood up to answer the door. Isa had obviously seen the expression of loneliness on his face anyway. He opened the door, looking at the floor, suddenly ashamed of himself.<br/>Arvahn had gathered his friends because he'd missed them but, now he was lonely in a way he was just beginning to understand.<br/><br/>"To tell you the truth no, I'm not. I mean it is great seeing you all again but, Ailya just reminded me of a pain I'd not understood until a few seconds ago" Arvahn sighed suddenly ashamed of himself. He turned around leaving the door open, a clear invitation to enter if there ever was one "It is not something I'm comfortable talking about publicly" Arvahn said quietly a bit embarassed. He walked over to the bed and sat down on it, looking like a man deflated.