He nodded to Sharla, "Thank you, it's greatly appreciated."

He ran forward just a bit and began to survey the walls of the cavern. Every visible portion of the cavern had intricate runes etched around it, and he smiled.

"I'd love to stay and play with you guys all day, but I think it's time for us to take our leave," he called out to the orcs. He ran back to Sharla, and grabbed onto her as the two of them were transported in a flash of light, some three or four miles north of the cavern.

"Heh, that was easier than I though," Xlade boasted before passing out cold.

She tried to catch him as he fell but he was to heavy and all she could do was slow his fall so that he wasn't hurt.

She quickly moved to check his breathing and pulse feeling worried about him and nestling his head in her lap caressing his face and keeping a look out for trouble just in case... but she was hoping the rest of the day would be quiet

It was funny, he had no control but limitless power when he was a slave to his emotion, while he had extremely limited power but absolute control when he was calm. While he lay motionless in his sleep he tried to find a way to bridge the gap, to find a way to connect a higher amount of power with control, and as his mind searched for a way, his mind sent him into a dream.

His childhood hadn't been terribly traumatic at this point, he even was able to greet both his mother and father happily that morning. It was strange, the scene he was watching was well before he found out the truth, but the Xlade at the table was his current self, while his parents, both were partially faded. He couldn't even remember their faces. He woke up in tears, not for the dream, but for the realization that his parents' memories were fading, and soon nothing but the outline would remain, and this upset Xlade deeply.

She sat beside him as he woke looking concerned ahe gently brushed the tears away and softly sushed him like she would a frightened child she hugged him to her knowign he would speak about whatever caused those tears when he was ready

"You worried me.... " she said simply and ran her fingers through his hair trying to soothe him as best she could but not really sure what to do

He stared slightly into the distance, "I'm sorry to have worried you."

As her hand brushed through his hair, his mind began to jolt about looking for a way to reach a middle ground of power and control. While his mind went to work on that topic he began to try to remember his parents' faces, but kept coming up with nothing - eventually he sighed, his face becoming full of concern.

She hugged him again this time tighter feeling the uneasiness he felt the emotions bubbling under the calm exterior "Whats wrong Xlade?" she asked and caressed his face looking at him

She would let him talk if he wished but if he said nothing she would not press the matter