Eli: he went silent thinking about this. "but the last time we played Noah got hurt because of me.... my dad hurt him... because i wanted to play.."

George: "I am sure Noah still would want to play with you," George mumbled after a moment. "Noah cares for you so I doubt he wouldn't want to play with you anymore."

Ariv: "Alastor for gods' sake!" Ariv whined, following after him. "Why won't you just tell me what happened?"

Eli: He sniffled nodding his head. "You sure? I don't want him to get hurt again..." he sighed wiping his tears on George's shirt.

George: "Yes, I am sure kiddo," George chuckled, moving the hair out of Eli's face. "Plus, worst case scenario, I am sure you can play a game with this ol' fella!" George grinned goofily to try and make Eli smile, pointing his thumb to his chest.

Ariv: "Alastor just talk to me!!" Ariv pleaded, his voice growing louder as his fists clenched.

Eli: He smiled ever so slightly nodding his head. " But how do i know you wont get hurt either??" he sighed. "but I don't think I'll be able to play anymore... Dad hurt my knee so I can't walk very far.."

George: "Your dad did what now??" George growled, suddenly getting defensive as Eli mentioned this to him. "And when was this? Where is he now??"

Ariv: Ariv huffed rolling his eyes as he walked up the stairs, needing to get some fresh air away from Alastor.