what am i supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you

Shifting his mind away from loss and towards work and teaching helped to clear his mind. It wouldn’t last, and he was far from recovered, but being able to distance himself from his warped grief was like a breath of fresh air. Teaching Theo was a sanctuary he could rest in while doing his duty to the pack.

”It’s relatively easy to brew,” Rhyme froze as the memory of he and Shaye sharing a bottle that fateful night filled his mind. His heart nearly stopped and he remained still. Mouth slightly agape and his eyes focused on nothing that lingered in current reality. Losing Shaye was a blow that wouldn’t be recovered from quickly. A soft whine left him as he struggled to gain control of his mind. Then suddenly, as though the moment never happened, he returned to his lesson. ”But when fruit drops to the ground sometimes it will ferment naturally.”

Rhyme nodded as Theo mentioned the pain in the practice of heat treatment. ”It’s not pleasant, and it smells. Best to be used on patients that have already passed out from bloodloss or pain. If you have some strong sedatives.. or restraints.” He added hesitantly. He didn’t like to use the method unless absolutely necessary and he had the proper tools.