Her eyes look down towards the way he wrings his hands together, but it doesn’t last long before she turns back to him. She doesn’t take away her hand from his shoulder, because she wants him to know that he’s not alone. That this might be scary, but she won’t let him go through it without her.

“I don’t know,” she admits. “But, I mean. This place is odd enough, isn’t it? And we haven’t been here that long. Maybe something like this is ‘normal’ around here.”

Normal is such a loose term, anyway. They themselves have no experience in it and Eglaf is its own level of crazy. Less so than what she had experienced previously, but still.

She gives his shoulder another squeeze before leaning over so she can try to meet his eyes. “Isaac, I’ve known you for a while. Maybe not forever, but I feel like I know you pretty damn well. And I can assure you that, wolf or not, you’re pretty damn strong. I can’t imagine what it’s like to miss a chunk of who you are like this, but trust me. You’re one of the strongest people I know. And you know me, I don’t say that to just anyone.”

A small smile pulls at her lips. “It’s normal to freak out. I would be, too. But, wolf or not, you’re still you. A different you, I guess,” she adds with a smile, nudging her shoulder with his. “But still a pretty valuable one.”