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Varian sat there startled; he had always known Ellen as the quiet, gentle girl and had never seen this side of her before. He began to wonder if telling Ellen that Ronan was taking advantage of the situation to make himself popular was the right thing to do. He did not come here with the intention of telling her; he wanted to keep her company because he knew how lonely it could get during a backlash like this, and he did not want her to feel that way. She was already cooking up so much because of the way she felt about the situation; he could not imagine the next task that she was going to perform just because she wanted to get her mind off the happenings. He wanted to ask her what happened but he was not sure if it was the right thing to do. His eyes followed Ellen as she paced the enti