Her tension was understandable. She presented as a logical creature, cold sometimes. Her circumstances invited for that kind of demeanor, and he thought it was fitting. The way she went about answering some things left the other participant in the conversation feeling for her, her reasoning. He had of course had very few chances to learn about her passions. Two months wasn't much time to step over the borders that great loss raises. Still, he'd thawed the frigid before. Wasn't the entire function of a party to break down walls? And wasn't the Hesson manor the epicenter for that?<br/><br/>She did not have the luxury of refusing him entrance, not easily, and he was left to revel in the signs she showed of discomfort. Kadyle sighed with contentment as all his movements seemed to register in the girl and her animal. Jin was more fixated on Vokalt, of course. The Horned Wolf was aware of the ferret, also, but their difference in standing, both as familial and animals, was mirrored in the distance in hierarchy between their humans. Perhaps it was a consequence of his bond to the predator with curling crown, or perhaps there had always been a hunter-and-killer's nature in the Hesson son, but he eyed the woman as though he was starved, and only contained by his adherence and adoration of social convention, which of course had less sway over him in a confined space.<br/><br/>He was pleased to see that her innate modesty at least warned her, rushing to her cheeks to change her color in an instant, when he presented her with her next task. The animal in her hold was also upset by the notion. Vokalt gave a low huff, as though he was tired of other beings objection to a very natural state. Nudity, after all, only had value to animals through their humans. Jin was a window into her in that sense, as though the blush and her loud expression wasn't enough.<br/><br/>Kadyle sat up a little straighter, if the ferret didn't see it for her, then she'd heard the ruffle of her bedding, at least. Vokal's ear peeked up under the loop of a horn to mimic his master's pique. Kadyle nodded as he looked over her body, savoring her dressed shapes before they'd inevitably be bared for him. The two on the bed licked their lips in unison. It was a party trick, but it came from a joint instinct. He proceeded to lean forward, elbow on his knees and palm under his chin. Elegance, even in savagery. He might be in good tailoring, but it was a marauder sitting on her sheets.<br/><br/>He let her protest stay between them, poisoning their air and clinging to the wall with its hope to matter. Vokalt, to start, was as uncaring as beasts are to woman's words, but eventually, with the rising annoyance of his master, aimed his eyes with more anger at her. It would set the ferret on edge, surely. Kadyle clucked his tongue and shook his head. "I don't think that's your choice, Aly." he responded eventually as Vokalt sat up in the bed, taller than his human's torso.<br/><br/>Kadyle reached to caress the powerful jaw. It could look like throw-away affection, but it could also be a master calming his eager monster, and keeping it from leaping. "I acquired you the day you came to live here, and you'll be mine until I give you leave." he explained calmly. A blind girl wouldn't mistake the warning edge to his eloquence of meter. He sighed, and this time it was more like a longing for something he was sure would happen. "Now, girl. Let me inspect you. Off with your dress."<br/><br/>If she refused again, Kadyle and all his dancing swiftness would explode into a reach to snatch the ferret from her, and toss it into Vokalt's jaws. The wolf would know only to pinch Jin's neckskin, and leave him dangling. It should present a rather good argument for obedience on her part. If she tried to come for Jin, Kadyle would  have little trouble holding his hand out, and reminding her what she needed to do to get the animal back to safety, and frankly, what would be the courteous thing to do when one's master asks.