She was standing right in front of him, yet it was still so hard to believe it. Freya went on to explain a bit of her kids, that she had them with some male of her pack. Still something didn't sit right with him. But he let her continue on regardless. There was this spar she was talking about, making him internally grimace with concern.

Freya wasn't the fighting type, was she? N​ó​ttin could remember back when they were just pups, how she was always so soft and timid. Yet so kind and caring. The only ones that seemed fitting of more of a fire starter, were Nico and Tulio. But no, not her. It was something that he always liked about her, and in some ways could relate to.

Then at the end of her talk of spars, something deep down changed about her. Something in the way her eyes began to well up with tears, her ears flattening against her head. Then her voice, so small and frail, and so full of fear. What was wrong? Freya...you can tell me. It's going to be okay. Come here, I'm here for you.

Was someone or something scaring her? Was someone hurting her? What was going on around here? N​ó​ttin wanted to go over and take her in his embrace, to save her from what ever was causing her this great turmoil. But his own dose of anxiety was getting the better of him. What if she ran away from him? What if he scared her off by mistake?

Hey, we can talk about something else if you want. It's okay, trust in me. N​ó​ttin gave her a small friendly smile, trying to reassure her that no matter what, he was going to be there for her. For however long she would allow it, even it was for just a short period of time. Somehow, someway, he would find her again. N​ó​ttin knew this deep down in his heart and soul, and would stick to it no matter what. After all, that's all the proof he had. And still he believed.