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Ian nodded in agreement. "I heard about that from Amaya. But really, if one doesn't want to be seen for awhile, the jungle is a nice place to hide." He didn't say that that was what he had been doing. It wasn't that he had been hiding, but that the jungle seemed natural for him to stay in when he was avoiding Emerwyn. "It is a shame though. There are people I would like to see more." Like The Dude, he thought. I haven't seen him in quite awhile. "What book are you reading?" Ian asked noticing for the first time the book that Awen had.

At the mention of Emerwyn Ian flinched slightly. He knew what duplex she was in though. "Emerwyn lives in duplex 18." He remembered the time she had invited him there and him giving in to the urge to hug her. Ian picked up the book curiously. He had heard of Terry Goodkind, but never had the time to read anymore. "Good book?" he asked handing it back, grabbing his partially eaten apple and taking a bite.

Ian paused to think before replying carefully. "Perhaps the doctor would get the books. He's gotten other stuff for us here before." He took another bite of apple and swallowed before speaking again. "It keeps us entertained and happy, I don't see a bad side to it." Ian kept his own conflicting opinions about the doctor carefully concealed during that short speech. Until Ian was confident in his own feeling he didn't want to involuntarily bias someone agains someone that could very possibly be a good, albeit somewhat insane and blinded person due to a hidden tone in his voice.

"Nothing to lose anyway. If he refuses you would be in the same position as if you never asked at all." A thought nagged at Ian's mind. "Do you mind if I ask you a question? I cannot seem to find an answer to it." He needed to know. Even a week of quiet reflection had left him even more unsure than right after it happened.

Ian took a deep breath and began. "Two weeks ago I saw Emerwyn....she.....had begun to transform. We talked a bit...she is becoming a cervid...like me." He paused unsure of how to continue. "She invited me to her duplex and I went....nothing happened," he added quickly just in case Awen might think something did. "We had tea, and we talked some more, about the past, the time before the island." Ian was doing a really good job of avoiding the topic he really wanted to talk about. "And.....she....seemed to get upset." There, that was closer to what he wanted to say. "I consider myself a friend, so I gave her a hug....just a friendly hug, nothing more. Friends can give hugs...." Great, now Ian was starting a monologue, just like villians in movies did, and people in Shakespearean plays...he had always hated the monologues as he felt they dragged from the topic at hand. "Um...well, she uh..." Just spit it out! he mentally scolded. "She cried on my shoulder....and I didn't know what to do, and I am an idiot so I think I made her feel worse because I left right after. I didn't know what to do, I never deal with females...what do I do?...What should I do?" He fell silent after that, he didn't mention the feelings he had felt while letting Emerwyn cry on his shoulder.

Ian scowled, but he hadn't been there for her, he didn't try to see her again, he went and hid in the forest for a week. He finished his first apple with a growl of disgust, eyes widening at the strange sound his growl was. His ears began to twitch a little and a weird scent filled his nostrils - the scent of his still human anger, causing his cervid half to be afraid. He wasn't angry at Awen, no, he was angry at himself, he felt that he had failed Emerwyn. "Thank you Awen," his voice was tense, unable to mask the fear the stag part of him felt. He felt trapped, unable to do anything. He rested a hooved hand on his head and sighed, resting his elbow in the table. "I just don't know what is happening to me anymore. Back home I would never have done half the things I find myself doing here."

Ian snorted, it was rather too late to tell him not to get depressed, but the fear left his eyes as he realized that he had nothing to be really angry at. His ears were still twitching but that could not be helped. Dedicating the next few minutes to eating another one of his apples Ian regained control of te rest of his emotions. "I should pay Emerwyn a visit, see how she is and everything, I did leave rather abruptly." He nodded, confident in his decision. "Yeah, maybe tomorrow."