[center][color=B8860B][h1][hr]Theo Callahan[/h1][/color]Ft. [@Vashonn] [/center][hr]
[indent][color=B8860B]"Cass, go to the Sheriff, let him know about the interrogation,"[/color] turning to his second-in-command, he gave the order, knowing full-well that Isabel was right. Reno was the best man for this job. [color=B8860B]"The sooner we know why the Overseers arrived  here and where their ship is, increases our chances of finding the Collective ship."[/color] And though Theo would not mind drilling the Overseers with questions himself, he still had a wife and wedding to attend to. He was not just about to run off on his own agenda, forgetting about Isabel. After his outburst, that could be better described as a tantrum, Theo owed Isabel that much to push his concerns on her. And perhaps through that, his irritable impulse would morph into subconscious passion. [color=B8860B]"I would go, but I need to stay here, with my wife."[/color] 

After commanding Cassie, Theo shifted his eyes back over to the Queen of the Muses. In many ways than one, Isabel was much like his mother. Theo wonders if anyone could believe that before his sentence to Churchill, his temper and impulsive disorder was just as toxic when he was eighteen and nineteen. Though then, most of it contributed to being and an angsty teen and maintaining his bad boy reputation. Yet, because he was raised by two parents of the Collective military, Theo was not without discipline. In keeping Theo in better behavior, or at least controlled, his mother expressed her annoyed impatience through a patronizing or condescending tone. But it was never the type of verbality that left Theo defeated, but determined to what felt like another chance. In Isabel's last sentence with the trust that she announced, sparked his "ride or die" mentality. It was the kind of loyalty that made Theodore Callahan a potent juggernaut for Churchill's military, and for the Outsiders, even as one individual, he was a force to be reckoned with. On the other hand, there was another method that would bring Theo to see reason amidst his savage rage. With a more assertive, authoritative approach, Cassie stopped Theo from the monster he could be by a harsher tone, with the added backhand when called for. Cassie was much like his father in that way, who would call this tough love. Theo did not favor, nor was against either form of discipline. But he knew one thing, that without either he would hurt people without the cognitivity to stop himself. 

[color=B8860B]"Thank you for trusting me."[/color] The way Isabel teared up, the sorrow in her eyes, it all seemed so clear to him of what he actually did now. His physical aggressive action, that was more compulsive than it was impulsive. Compulsive being that he had an irresistible urge to relive the anxiety he felt through throwing the table. But the words he spat before the mahogany hit the stone floor, none of it was premeditated. Theo can be extremely stubborn when it comes to apologizing for things he did not mean, simply because he was acting on instinct. [color=B8860B]"And no, I should be the one apologizing. I am the one who pushed you there, and I'm sorry."[/color] Though he apologized now, because of that exact [b]lack[/b] of self-control he could never alone rid himself of. To truly make Isabel his wife, exceeding what that means politically, Theo must return the trust given by humbling himself in submission. 

[color=B8860B]"The gallery..."[/color] Theo recalled it being mentioned during their stroll, a time before the news of the Overseers rocked their world. [color=B8860B]"For the time being, would you be okay taking me there? I'll be on my best behavior, promise."[/color]

Isabel let her eyes once again fall toward the floor before they trailed over to Declan, who had remained by her side as the final moments of the meeting drew to a close. With a nod, the Renaissance warily rose from her seat, steadying herself as she adjusted from her fainting episode. [color=crimson]"I... Would like that,"[/color] Isabel looked toward Declan, speaking in a friendly manner. [color=crimson]"I imagine there is still much for you to prepare for the festivities this evening,"[/color] she let a smile fix upon her lips as she spoke, hoping to still any unease that her right-hand might have with leaving her with Theo, then turned toward her groom-to-be, letting her note of the work still ahead of Declan act as dismissal.

Just as he did before on their stroll, Theo offered Isabel his arm so that she may hold on to him once as they walked their path towards the gallery. 

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