After the trial, and Stolas having saved Blitzø, he'd been staying with Blitzø. In turn, Blitzø would barely leave his side, and was overly apologetic. Stolas understood, but Blitzø didn't need to keep apologizing. Now, though, they were curled up on the couch, watching something about horses, per Blitzø's insistence. But, something was wrong. Stolas could tell in the way Blitzø's tail was cutting through the air. "What's wrong Blitz? Talk to me."