The wolf's upper lip curled slightly in reply to Nina's words. Yes, Iris was well aware she was pretty much screwed - and she hated that. The proud werewolf did not enjoy being at the mercy of a<b>human</b>. The dark brown orbs watched intently as the other female started digging through her bag, the wolf halfway expecting a new type of a weapon being pulled out. But instead, she seemed to be only gathering some harmless items. Maybe things that could help with stopping the bleeding? Suspicion and distrust caused the wolf's eyes to narrow slightly, but she refrained from growling or otherwise move from her spot. When the human started crawling towards her, the animal's muscles tensed momentarily. And then she sat there in confused silence. There was nothing threatening or intimidating about how this particular human spoke and moved. Iris didn't know how she was supposed to be interpreting that. She'd thought all humans were horrible monsters... so this was just seriously messing with her head. At Nina's question, the beast's eyes went to her own, the wolf staring at her for a good few seconds. And then she let out another rumbling sound, that could be understood as a 'yes'.<br/><br/>While watching the human crawl those last few inches, before she could get started on her work, Iris listened to the irregular heartbeat and smelled the fear that still wafted from Nina. Wasn't this a bit of a comical situation? They both feared each other, neither really knowing what to be expecting. In Iris's memories, the humans hadn't been scared of anything. They'd just brought chaos and pain, while laughing and bragging over who could kill more efficiently. Their weapons had been scary, they had smelled like death and terror. But this particular female that was now bandaging up Iris's leg... she smelled almost like wildflowers. For now, the pain in her leg was forgotten, as curiosity was finally taking a hold of Iris. If this human wasn't doing anything bad, were there then more like her out there?<br/><br/>Not really intending on frightening the other female any further, the wolf still leaned a little closer to her with its big head. Her nose lightly touched Nina's hair, as the animal started to actively sniff at her. Perhaps this would serve to make Nina smile... or maybe it'd only cause her to piss herself from fear. Either way, it was obvious that the wolf was getting a little more curious about her. Iris's ears perked a little when she could only smell the sweet scent of nature from the human's hair, and of course that distinct smell of her race, but there was nothing bad about it. Nothing that indicated ill intentions, mayhem or torture. The cold and slightly wet nose pressed lightly against Nina's neck. She'd be able to hear it clearly how the wolf was sniffing rather intently, before it drew back again and watched her closely as she finished up the wrapping.