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As the pair went on with what most would have considered a touching reunion, Kenna kept her gaze trained elsewhere. Heart hardened, turned bitter and cold by that looming darkness that followed her. That storm cloud that had grew into a hurricane and that shook the very earth beneath her feet until it cracked open and sucked every person she'd ever cared about it its fiery, magma core. Where many might shed a tear or a heartfelt 'awe, Kenna would simply glare off into the distance. Maybe it started out that she refused to let her feel such tender emotions because if she let those feelings in the pain came with it... and the pain was crippling, unbearable. It was better to feel nothing at all than face the agony dwelling deep inside of her. Maybe it more than that. Maybe she wasn't capable of feeling such softness. Maybe her heart had been beaten and battered into oblivion time and time again that the bloodied remains no longer held that same functionality. Maybe in this case it was a simple and blatant reason, that she loathed that wolf that was clinging to the only person she held any bit of affection for in this world. She was the sole reason Kenna was leaving the wolf's flesh attached to his bones. Kenna was a lot of things. She was rude, cold, distant, and easily angered, but she wasn't an idiot. She knew what this meant to Maria and she sure as hell wouldn't be the one to ruin it. The lioness had caused enough pain in the girl's life and she had made a promise to herself. That heart-wrenching day she reunited with her friend after so many years, that she would not be the cause of even another ounce. She was detirmined, but it didn't make the task any easier, at least not in this case. Teeth gritted tightling together, k buckles turn img white as her arms wound tightly over herself, it almost looked like she was quite literally holding herself back.

Her attention returned to the two of them when she heard Feralis addressing her. His voice alone was enough to boil her blood and his refusal to ever actually call her by name was beyond agitating. It made her skin crawl, but this was better than they previous choice. Slowly she would turn her gaze to match his, silver eyes simmering. However, as the true meaning of his words sunk in, a smug... well it wasn't quite a grin but rather something between a smirk and a sneer, would tug at her features. "Is that so, mutt?" Raising a brow at him she would turn her body to face them once more as he slowly lowered Maria so her feet could touch the ground. There was a look akin to satisfaction on her face and she was very clearly enjoying the begrudging tone of his voice far too much. In this neverending competition between the two, fir her this was a sign of defeat on his part. Putting all of the hateful feelings aside as to sink so low as to admit he couldn't accomplish something on his own. To swallow his pride and admit that he needed her. It seemed the cat and the dog were starting exactly where they started. Five years had passed and yet they were seething, nose to nose, just as they had been the day he left. They were still ready to sink to blows without so much as a second thought. Just as competative. Just as prideful. Water and oil, that's what they were and mixing them together was a tedious task and in a tenuous moment that everyone knew, including themselves, wouldn't last long. Nothing had changed. Nothing except maybe that nagging urge to apologize that she had swallowed almost immediately after seeing him. The day would come, as much as she hated to say it, but it would not he this day.

If he had been asking her help about anything else, she might have made him work a little harder. Surely she would have given him a run for his money before agreeing to help if only so that she could hold it over his head later. However, this task was not for him but for Maria. He was willing to set their differences asside for the betterment of her wellbeing. Sure, his tone was begrudging but his expression. Was far less agressive than it usually was. He had offered a solution to a problem that Kenna had been wishing she could fix. A chance to make Maria's night even slightly better and get her out of that wheelchair prison she hated so much. It was something she could say no to. It wasn't even something she could manage to badger Feralis over. She owed Maria this much. They both did. Letting out a long huff air she simultaneously let her arms fall slap k to her side, almost visibly melting. Her expression was still slightly annoyed, but it softened just a but as she glanced at the blue-haired girl in his arms. Thus began another one of their very tenuous treaties. Likely it would be over and they'd be at each other's throats as soon as it was over, but for now they were uniting for Maria's sake. "I'm surprised you could come up with such a wonderful plan with that wee little dog-sized brain of yours." It was an insult, sure. When was the feline ever not insulting? But her tone was less abrasive. It likely seemed like the furthest thing from it, but it was Kenna's way if commenting him. Truthfully that was about as kind as she got, especially silly with him. Heels clicking across the floor, feet aching in complaint, she slid herself up under Maria's arm, wrapping her own arm around her waist and supporting the rest of her weight. Rather small in stature perhaps, her strength was always surprising. Then again, the frail girl didn't have much too her, she hardly weighed anything at all. "So then, captain, what is it you'd like to do first?" It was only when addressing Maria that her toned softened, so much gentler than it ever was, but guarded in the presence of the wolf and the rest of the crowd.