Her eyes lowered, leisurely trailing to the upward curvature of his boots, and onto the floor caked with dust. Among all who could've set foot in here, she was the one to leave a bare trail. In actuality, the only disturbance, was her tail, streaking what sifted behind her.
The glamour peeled not just her looks, but her humanity from her soul, and innocence coming to a hideous taint. For what was she to occupy herself but with her mind? Had it not been mentioned that, despite outward, provoked appearances, she was one of mischief? Not that much, but a lingering nag to her mind was what it was on her end.
She bit her lip, canines digging, pinpoint contact driving it into the slab of useful skin. Salty, thin liquid with quite the tangy aftertaste drizzled into the compartment of her bottom lip, directly in front of her teeth. The mini aliased area filled halfway, before her paw applied pressure.
Given another circumstance, she would've let the blood drain. Not in her mouth, but onto solidified ground.
She despised those who took comfort in taste testing there body fluids. Blood was something one would keep mind to nurture, but not as connected as that.
A shiver raked her spine, descending from tailbone, to lower back, left of the scar. Hoping to gods green earth the shift of moods and nervous movement didn't snag his notice.
"Anzio, is this too... Awkward for you? I mean, I can drop it all. I don't want to be the cause of your discomfort."
