Eli had taken a horse-ride; it helped him clear his mind, an attempt to calm his mind was something he couldn’t refuse; riding seemed to be the only relief from his life.

And Eli had a lot more to think about than most.

As he returned to the stables he had glanced towards you and stepped off his horse and fiddled with the equestrian helmet he never usually wore, after a sigh he leant towards you.

“Help me take this off” He mumbled, as if he had been against asking for help; he always was.