But what could he do? Should he go back to Alfea and demand an explanation? No, not yet - he couldn't handle that right now. No, he should just stay away for a while, let his mind settle down a bit. He was in no state for some in-depth emotional heart-to-heart, let alone a blazing row. Should he even stay with Musa after what he saw? Could ever forgive her for this? Should he?
No, he should stay away for a while - but how? He had no money, no food, no change of clothing. What's he supposed to do, sleep rough on the streets? Find a nice little cave to curl up and die in? He would have to go back eventually, if only to sneak in during the middle of the night and gather some of his belongings.
So many things to think about, but his mind was in complete turmoil right now. He couldn't think straight even if he wanted to. He felt like lashing out, hitting something, destroying something. The rage and bitterness was welling up inside him. How can all these people be so happy when his life is a such a sorry state? Don't they care? Why should they, he's a stranger in a strange town. How dare they be happy when he's not... HOW DARE THEY!
He held his head in his hands and groaned, completely unaware that he had company, and not particularly pleasant company at that.
"Oh dear, look's like someone's having a rough time!"
"Aww, what a shame. What's the matter, little Teggy? Something upset you?"
"What the hell do you want?" he said, not bothering to look up at the three witches who were taunting him. "I'm not in the mood for your games - and I'll tell you now, if you're not out of my sight in five seconds, you'll be sorry."
"Come now, we didn't come here to fight," said Darcy crouching down next to him. "We heard about what happened. We've always said you can't trust pixies - it looks like you found that out the hard way."
"I'm warning you," he said, clenching his fist. "Go away and leave me alone!"
"We didn't come to fight, just to talk," she said almost soothingly as she stared intently into his eyes. "Remember what I told you before - we don't have to be enemies. We can be your friends, your allies. Trust me."
"And you should remember what I told you before - I will not join you. Why should I?"
Darcy looked slightly bemused at this response. "Who said anything about joining us? All we want is to talk - no games, no spells and certainly no fighting - besides, you look as though you need something to eat and drink. Come with us."
"Yes, its alright," added Icy, biting her lip. "We have no beef with you today. Come on, we'll take you for something to eat - our treat!"
Tegryn looked at them in astonishment. Were they actually being KIND to him? What the hell were they pulling now? He knew in the back of his mind they were up to something, but he was so desperate for company, ANY company, that he found himself accompanying them to a rather shabby looking building. He saw a sign reading 'Hex Cafe', and inside he could see witches just chilling out and chatting. As they walked in, the teenage witches all looked up at this newcomer - he paid no attention as he sat down at the nearest table with Stormy as Icy and Darcy went up to the counter to make their order.
Icy whispered to Darcy "I don't know how long I can keep this up - how long do we have to keep pretending to be nice anyway? Why haven't you hypnotised him yet?"
Darcy shook her head. "I tried it back in the park but I couldn't get into his head, just like I haven't been able to get into his dreams lately."
"Surely he hasn't figured out a way to defend against your mind intrusions."
"It doesn't matter, we'll just have to get to him another way." Darcy held up a small green vial and took the top off. "I'll slip some of this Suggestion Potion into his drink - one sip and he'll believe anything we tell him!"