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Since the fact that its his room doesn't seem to bother him that she would have to stay in his room, she disappears into the bathroom. There she is able to change out of the long dress that she had been wearing. Getting herself more comfortable. In the mirror she still hardly recognizes herself with the short hair, the necklace that he gave her still hanging around her neck. With a soft sigh she looks down at her wrist, the ever present watch has gone through quite a few changes of bands, but she only took it off to sleep. Now she is able to pull a loose shirt up over her head, not bothering with pants, and instead just tying a robe over the shirt. Once her face is washed and clear of the cosmetics that Ami convinced her was a good idea, she steps out. Staring at the watch as she gets out, she doesn't see is gifts, but instead sits on the edge of the bed. "I really don't like wearing this." a softly spoken confession.

Although she knows he doesn't mean to she doesn't like having her head petted like that. It reminds her of her past, of being treated like some kind of pet, and she isn't that, not any more. Slowly she lifts a hand to her head taking his wrist and moving his hand, disguising her actions by giving his wrist a light kiss. Immediately afterward she blushes deeply, letting go of his hand. Just as she did when she was sitting down and again in the bathroom she sighs, looking at the watch. Her fingers eagerly take it off, smiling as her tail reappears from beneath its deception. "I felt like I was constantly lying to everyone. Like being what I am is some kind of dirty secret."

She smiles softly at him, ignoring his stern look. Charis knows that he only means what is best for her, but it doesn't change how she feels nor the fact that a deception is still a lie. Although blushing a fierce shade of red and avoiding direct eye contact with him, her words are more boldly spoken than they might have been four years ago. Yet they're still soft, she will never be a loud speaker, even among well known and trusted company. "And is the life of a lab rat any different than the life I ran from? Akri.. I'm not saying that I disprove of your aid, only that I dislike the method." Her eyes widen slightly and she looks up to him, both a bit scared and anxious as well. "Does that mean that you see me as some kind of experimental wonder as well?"

Her eyes widen, luminous in their color and hurt. With a wince at his final statement she rises off the bed, moving instead to sit awkwardly in a chair. His term of 'rotten fish' brings up a clear reminder to her of how she looked when she firs arrived. Wrapped in filthy rags and covered in open wounds, the loss of her eye had even been fresh then. Although she is determined not to cry and not to let him see the tears beginning to well in her eyes, her voice cannot hide her emotion. Its part of being what she is, her tone will always give her away, "I... I did not ask if... you would treat me as the would. I asked.. if thats how you saw me."

She nods, hands clutching at the bathrobe wrapped around her. Its rather fuzzy and pale in color with the insignia of the hotel on its breast. The words he has spoken do calm her hurt some, but the earlier sting remains. She remembers what it felt like living only to be seen as an object, a thing. Still she would rather be some kind of experiment than a slave again. "I... I am.. I have lived through worse than the life you mention."

Finally she moves, but only her head, turning it over so that she can look at him. By now most of the pain and nervousness have faded from their sea green depths and instead they show concern and some... happiness? Yes his spoken declaration of want for her well being is one that makes her smile. A soft smile but still a smile. "Akri, I am fine and nothing was discovered. You needn't worry anymore."

Still smiling at him Charis nods. Reaching up to once more move his hand away from her head. Yet this time she doesn't let go of his hand instead she lets their hands fall, resting on the scales of her tail. Not really saying anything she puts the watch in his hands, not intending to wear it any more.

She watches him, just sitting quietly with her tail stretched out in front of her. After he fell asleep she would get up, carrying a pillow and blanket over to him. The pillow she places under his head and the blanket she uses to cover him, actually tucking in the sides so that it won't fall off if he turns. After watching him sleep for a few moments she floats over towards the window, looking out at the sky before she falls asleep, resting against the wall.