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He eyed Mags shrewdly as the other snapped and raved. There was little love left in this wolf, just frustration and rage. So he let Mags growl at him, without a single sign of flinching at the three legged wolfs wrath. Once he was done, Seer held his blue eyes to that of the purple. "This isn't your life? Then what are you going to do about it? I have leant resources to your recovery, but I am not your keeper. Walk out of these pack lands, if that's what you wish." He said, voice dry and cold.

He wondered if there was anything left of his old friend in there. What kindness he had given to this wolf had been done in his memory. "But know if you walk away, your walking away from answers, from resources. Winter is coming and you will be alone out there. The choice is yours, Magnus. Whatever you pick, at the end of the day, you have to love with it." He warned. If he chose to stay in the Armada, Sirius would only put up with his attitude for so long.