"Meditation..." Aedan frowned, but that was more thoughtful. Couldn't be too different from the time his father spent in the small family chapel space. "I'm willing to see on that. Not sure I can shut my brain off but better I don't rule it out."
It had been almost a year, after all. Ten months. Ten months was probably long enough to be upset, or worse.
"It's funny. I got over being bloody kidnapped faster this. I wonder if there's something wrong with me. WrongER." he added.
"And hmm...that may be why, when I was young, the horses helped when I got sent away. It was new."