Natasha looked at him. Hurt him? That was against Djinn rules. Even the free ones couldn't truly hurt someone. He didn't need to know that. She didn't trust him enough to risk her freedom. Her freedom was far more important to her than his friendship. She recoiled as he looked her square in the eyes. Backing up nervously. Nodding her head. "Okay." She says in a normal voice. She shook her head. "You could never understand why I'm hesitant to tell you or anyone else anything. Never." She said sadly. Paling at his question. She giggles a moment later. "Your magic book won't work on me. I'm sorry but it just won't work on you. The magic inside me will counteract anything like that." She said. Giggling a bit but the giggle didn't meet her eyes. Watching what he wrote. "I'm not a bad person." She looked at him. "I'm not going to tell you most things until I have a level of trust with you. That will take time because I don't trust anyone. Except human children." She said but that revealed something but not enough to make connections to Djinn. More like sorceress or mage or something of that existance. She backed up a bit. She jumped at the littlest of sounds. She couldn't help being jumpy. She was so used to mean masters and things of that type. "Why do you want to know things like that? Isn't the fact that your journal works good enough for you?" She asked.