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Odysseues grew serious, and humbly thanked himself and Shaye. Rhyme wasn’t sure if he was worthy of being thanked, it was his son that was the cause of this stress. His fault that the boy had strayed so far from the path they all had hoped for him. It was all he could do to continue to hold his head high and nod slightly as the dark man made eye contact. He nodded again as their Beta was quick to suggest they intervene if the program seemed to be stalling or at worse didn’t work at all. He couldn’t lose hope in his boy yet.

Shaye and Ody both agreed to his suggestion of Noir spending more time in close proximity with his mentor. He did believe the action would lead them in the right direction, it had to. Rhyme sighed softly as Shaye suggested Noir be brought here. Hopefully he would be smart and heed their call. ”Yes, the sooner he is given his boundaries the sooner we may start his.. recovery.” Rhyme wasn’t sure what to call it. An intervention, a rehabilitation? Without giving himself another moment to hesitate Rhyme tipped back his head and called out for Noir.