LIRELLA
I watch as Trayton’s face contorts and is full of pain. I try to help him by joining, but I am blocked by some force, and I can’t through. I pull myself out and touch Trayton’s hand letting him know I was there. It’s not long before Trayton starts to sweat more. I don’t know how much more he can handle. I am about to break the connection when Matt puts his hand on mine to stop me. I look at him quizzically. “Not, yet I don’t know why but I feel he is okay, and he needs us to be a bit more patient.” He tells me. “I trust you. I will give him just a few more minutes if he gets worse, I am going to pull him.” I tell him. “Fair enough.” He replies.
After a few more minutes Trayton looks a bit worse, and I don’t think he can handle much more. I look at Matt and he nods knowing its t
