Studying him, she didn't make any move to get too close. Not just yet. But he seemed, at least, to be as peaceful as he claimed to be.

"Hi."

She looked down, checking for an injury automatically, before remembering what he was seeing. And feeling everything she had been working at ignoring surge up in a wave again, over taking her. The tremble in her hands starts, and she clenched them into fist, gouging crescents into her palms to control herself.

"It's not my blood." She finally bit out.