Askuwheteau sighed. He hurt her...more than he'd intended. It was just so frustrating. He turned to look at her, her beautiful figure silhouetted in the brightness of morning's first light. Walking over to Abrianna, he placed a consolatory hand on her shoulder.<br/><br/>"You are my best friend...and this secret," he sighed, "Is one I want to share with you on countless occassions. Now that you know it, I do not begrudge you...nor will I let the Council know that you found out," he added. "He is someone we've barely met, enticing us to come along...I do not trust him," Askuwheteau continued. "For all we know, he could be leading us into a trap. If the Council grants that we should go, I want you to come with me there to La'push," he explained. Her words had flattered him, but he did not know what to say. His feelings for her clouded his judgment of her, and so he merely offered his hand to lead back to the village.