"[i]I believe a tour or something was mentioned,[/i]" someone murmured, and for a brief second the image of a shadow split Jacob's vision in two. It looked impatient and frustrated, talon like hands passively scratching the chin of the bloody wolf before it disappeared. [i]It's not there- it's not real- it's not there- it's not real-[/i], JAcob chanted mentally, glancing at the wolf which hadn't reacted to what Jacob had seen only a moment ago.

Habitually he reached up to his face and adjusted his glasses, the lenses dirty and scratched up but allowing him to see better than he could without them even if by a minimal amount. "Your uh," he began, clearing his throat before continuing, "your friend with that makes those blood wolves told me you would give me a tour or something?" he inquired, making sure he was loud enough that they should hear him. 

"[i][color=9e0b0f]YoU CAN't IGNoRE mE FOREVER![/color][/i]" a voice screamed, causing Jacob to flinch. He was about to reach for his pills but remembered he'd taken a second one only a short while ago, it hopefully having yet to take affect. [i]They're just mad is all. They'll get over it,[/i] he thought, hoping what he told himself was true.