The moment she felt the tinge of pain from his fangs sinking into her neck with ease, a soft moan escaped her lips. She could have very well held it in but she saw no point in it. She was a twisted little beauty and if Verlucien was free to enjoy the meal she offered, then she was just as free to express how much she enjoyed it too. However, she would not allow the bliss of being fed on distract her from her duties. She remained ever alert and her half lidded gaze continued to watch all others.
When Metal had come into her sights, she couldn't help but stare. He looked so very familiar and his scent only confirmed the chances of her having met him at some point in time for mixed with his scent was the scent of her goddess. Such a discovery only led her to question his reason for being here. Did he too share their mission? Another twinge of pain captured her thoughts and her reaction to that was giving Verlucien a nice squeeze to his thigh. If anyone was at risk of over indulging, it was her.