[Evil Tink]

Solomon let the boy skitter away, a frown on his face, "Holden, you know I didn't mean it. I..had to." He was truly disturbed as he reviewed the conversation he had with Joseph. He took out a knife from his pant pocket and moved over to Holden, cutting the binds on him before backing away. He was unable to look Holden in the eyes.

His body was tense and he really wanted to just teleport away, like he usually did in such situations. But, Holden was not just any old human. He really liked him, perhaps, even loved him. His hand shook slightly as he pocketed the knife, trying to think of what to say. He was no good in predicaments such as this.

Finally he spoke, "Holden, I could never think of you as 'just a meal'. You are far too special to me and I would go to the ends of the Earth to make you happy and take back those words. I just..had to make him think that..I only did it for your safety, but I know I went the wrong route. I'm sorry."