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Ishira frowned a bit, showing her distaste in his choice to change just because he was happy. She stopped once he took his shirt off and exposed his now healing wound. She marveled at it, her fox was never able to do that for her even though she did heal quicker then humans and wounds that would kill humans didnt kill her. She looked at it a bit longer before moving her eyes up to see if her mark was still there. It wasnt, and there was a bit of sadness that entered her. Why did she care? She didnt know, but she should have known the mark would be gone. Then he started to walk away and she protested, not wanting this new form to leave just yet.

"Healing faster is a plus, but you changed because you were happy? Did you not what to stay that way? " She followed him closely behind, not wanting to one be left behind again and two wanting to watch and see if he changed further. Or at least see what it looked like for him to change back. She didnt want to be alone, granted he said hed protect her, but she was human right now. If anything came after her, she wanted to at least know that she wouldnt die.

"Bloodlust isnt a pleasant thing to go through either." Ishira added. She knew what it was like to go into that state of mind, and she hated that she never had control of herself when she was like that. So, she didnt quesiton further. She already knew the hazards of being in a form you didnt want to be in, let alone couldnt control. She envied him again, envied that he had something to keep his control, that he could do something before he lost it. She followed him and when he opened the door, she found the smell of old books welcoming her. She would have perked up, would have smiled any other time, but the only change in her was spark in her eyes the moment she smelled the book, and then it was gone as soon as it came. He made his way to one of the other rooms, and she again followed, stopping only at the closet shelf that was in range of her being able to see him. She looked at the books, touching their spines gently. It had been a while since she had taken her place back into the studies of a library, and she almost missed it. Her expression was cold though, numbed by the thoughts of what bloodlust had made her do so many different times. Her eyes only flicked to him when he undressed and she then noticed the bed, and the little things of the room he was in.
"I dont think youve ever used that bed.. Your always sleeping in other places." She said before turning her attention away from his naked body. She didnt want to think things like that right now, she was tired of the constant switching of emotions and thoughts in her head. Still unstable, though she tried hard not to be.

"Use what? The bed? Theres only one reason why i would want to use the bed.. Im use to the forest Neko, and rather sleep in the branchs of the tree we took shelter under earlier." Her eyes lowered to the books under her reach and she bent her knees so she could crouch down and see them. Her hair pooled around her, and covered the parts of her that her skirt didnt when it touched the ground as well. She touched the books lightly like she did the others, tracing her fingers over the raised and dipped parts of the spine. It was like she was reading each one, just by touching the covers. It calmed her, made her expression soften slightly before she choose to look at Neko again. He wasnt naked anymore, which was good for her. His clothes reminded her of the many times people tried to stuff her into proper Hikari clothing, which caused a slight smirk. She closed her eyes though, moving her hair out of the way so she could push off the ground to stand. She was still very sore, and her hands went right below her stomach for a moment to add a bit of numbing pressure. By the time she was standing straight though her hands were too her side.

"I was just thinking about the past... Thats all, its not anyways great to think about..." Ishira shrugged and then walked into the room, her hand touching the books one last time before she left them.

Ishira didnt follow him this time and instead continued towards the bed. She touched the frame of it and walked around it as she looked to the armories. Everything seemed odd, considering the last bedroom type area she had been in last was like bunkers, with nothing personal in any part of the room. This represented something for Neko, it was his things which made her wonder if she had insulted him when she denied taking his bed... She looked at it, knowing it was probably very comfortable and something she would easily get addicted to. She normally chose to stay away from beds, they implied that she would be there a while, that she could settle... She hated reminders that told her she wouldnt be able to do that, and her fox loved the forest, so she had taken to trees. Sighing she touched the blankets, he had obviously ignored her comment that was made so he would smile... But then again, she hadnt been smiling herself when she made it.
"Whats the next step?" She called out, still touching the bed and pulling on the soft blankets. Maybe shed try this bed sometime... It was definitely welcoming.

She was on all fours on the bed, pushing down on it and realizing the blanket wasnt the only thing that would be comfortible. She let her feet dangle as she waited for Neko to come back to the room, if he came back. She hadnt expect him so soon, but her eyes flicked over to him and she bowed her head slightly in recognition. She looked back to the bed, still listening to him without much of a reaction at first.

She smirked, endurance?
"I think in many ways i may have proven my endurance... " She said it lowly, knowing he probably wouldnt care about the comment or even say anything in return. He hadnt really responded to her last comment, at least not visually. At least... Not until now. She looked at him with one brow lifted. "I was thinking it was comfortible... And that you said i was safe here... Needing and wanting are two different things. I dont need anything, you gave me what i needed. I can survive easily with just want."

Ishira blinked.
"Yes they are, but not if you can control your-" She stopped as he come to over to the bed. She watched him tentatively as he took one of the robes off, unsure of what he would do, or what was about to happen. She followed each of his movements with her ruby eyes, and almost fell back and off of the bed. Her hands crinkled the blanket under her as she held tightly to it. He leaned toward her, causing her to lean a bit foward as well to meet him, but when he suddenly left she narrowed her eyes and growled. She would have reached out for him, her grip tightened on the blanket. "Yes quite horrible at times.." She hissed, before she crawled the length of the bed and laid down.

Ishira moved her hair over her shoulder so it wasnt in her way and she could watch him. She blinked, tilting her head slightly as she saw the ring. There was a ringing that started and it took a moment for her to realize it was coming from the ring. She propped herself up with her arms and crossed her legs behind her. She bent her knees, lifting part of her legs up as her skirt bundled up below her a**, exposing the skin on the rest of her legs.

"Yes they can.." She was weary on his sudden change in attitude and now the ring. She wondered if the 'training' he talked about was going to start, and this was just the calm before the storm. "Whys that ring.. ringing?"