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Emil huffed and he shook his head. "I just...I know I don't have a say so, but I don't like it. She is the smallest of the wolves and very behind. She doesn't even know how to hunt and just letting her wonder out like that makes me nervous...I think it's just the full moon talking."

“Maybe Enid is a late bloomer, or perhaps she feels comfortable in her normie state,” Larissa said. “Though Emil, I do think it’s good that you want to protect her from harm. I know that I’m willing to do the same with my students.”

Emil shook his head, sighing heavily before he leaned back against his seat. "Forget it. I think it's just the pre full moon effects kicking in. It's going to be the first time I'm in a bus full of pups and I think I'm just over protective and overthinking it." He huffed and rubbed his face. "I don't even know how I'm going to do this alone. A bunch of werewolf pups isn't easy to take care of and watch out for...but it's nice. It's the closest thing I'll get to my own pups."

Emil shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Yes. I didn't actually do that." He knew that he could be an asshole and he had the reputation of being a killer, but didn't enjoying doing any of those things despite what people thought of him. "I didn't kill anyone. I just wanted to say that since I don't want to admit that I saved people because that's just not me." Emil didn't want to save people, but he figured he could help Clark a little only because it was him and he did love him.

Emil smiled wide and laughed as he caught the couch cushion and he tossed it back on the couch. "Come on, you should know me better than that. You should know that I wouldn't do that. Besides I think I've done enough to prove to a lot of people including you that I won't kill anyone anymore." He moved to sit on the couch and he leaned against it as he crossed his arms over his chest. Emil silently figured that if Clark still thought of him that way than it was for a reason and he figured that Clark didn't trust him fully yet.

Matt paused in his movements and he listened to her words, smiling to himself at her last comment. "Fox, if I'm making you hate me just say so." He didn't liked the harshness of her tone when she spoke to him. "I was hoping to finish one, but I will gladly toss it down the sink for you." Matt was silent as he walked to the kitchen sink and turned on the sink, tipping his beer into the sink and letting the alcohol go down the drain with the water before he turned off the sink and walked to the trashcan and tossed the empty beer bottle in it. "There. Are we okay now?" He was tired of everyone bringing up what they thought was a problem even though he personally didn't see it as anything harmful. Matt was never a bad drunk or drinker. He went to work sober and only drank after work and when he did get drunk not once did he become aggressive or embarrassing to be around.