GAHRYE
Gahrye trotted down the stairs, through the wide halls and lobby of the Big House, and then into the darker, narrower hallways that led to the back door. He had almost reached it when Shaw popped out of one the nearby rooms and called his name.
He jolted to a halt, closing his eyes and praying for peace before he turned to face the man. "What is it?" he asked, more sharply than he should.
Shaw's brows popped up. "I'm sorry, sorry to interrupt again, but I just wanted to… where are you going?" the man asked, all the wheedling suddenly gone from his tone.
"I'm just going for a walk. Elia is still in beast form so we can't leave and I just… I need to be outside," Gahrye said.
Shaw stared at him a moment longer than was needed, but before Gahrye could ask, he suddenly tore his eyes away and flapped his hand. "Oh, nevermind then. You go have your break. I'll speak with you later. You'll be here, I assume?"
