Jonathan had bee silent for a long, long while. His anger seeming to near boil. He appreciated the words that every had said. He knew deep down in his heart they were right but the rage and shame was just to close to his heart. He felt shamed that his anger had choked out any words, He had wanted to talk to the new wolfs. To tell them he felt terrible for their loss. However, when ever he had wanted to say something; rage was the only thing that came up. He remained silent until James started to walk out.
With a great effort of will, Jonathan exhales a loud sigh. "Let us bury the honored dead. Then we have lot's to talk about." Jonathan then goes to follow James out of the door. "You should come too Sally, It may be best that you see this now." There is rage deep with in Jonathan's voice but he seems to be calming down.