<div style="text-align: justify;">Marissa was relaxed and comfortable with Nanook. It was good to be around him, and to know that he wouldn’t hurt her in any way, not even by trying to get her to move faster than she was prepared to. For that, Marissa was extremely grateful, as she liked to take things at her own pace.<br/><br/>When he said that his furs had always been gray, Marissa smiled. It looked pretty good. She wondered what hers looked like. She would have to ask Nanook, as he had been the one who had seen her in her other form. She wondered what it looked like in general. It was odd to think that she even had another form, let alone what it would look like.<br/><br/>When Nanook said he would have to give her some jewelry, Marissa blushed a little. She didn’t know why she felt like that, but she did. Thinking that he wanted to give her jewelry made things sound… serious. “I don’t really wear a lot of jewelry, to be honest”, she replied. “But if you really want to, I will trust your taste and let you pick out whatever you want”, Marissa completed, nibbling on her lower lip.<br/><br/>Pushing her shyness aside, Marissa carried on with the conversation. She smiled when Nanook said he liked her scent. “I’m glad you like everything about me”, she replied quietly. His request for her to talk about her life made Marissa frown a little. She was thinking, trying to piece things together, and nodded after some hesitation.<br/><br/>“Very well, I will tell you. But first, I want you to tell me what my other form looks like”. She smiled curiously. “Not just if it looks good or not - I mean what it <span style="font-style: italic">actually</span> looks like. Fur, eyes, claws, things like that”, she explained.<br/><br/>After telling Nanook what she wanted to know, Marissa waited. Her big blue eyes had a curious expression, and she spent the time playing with Nanook’s fingers with one hand while she waited. It was clear that she loved touching him - it might be due to her being a physical person, or due to liking him. Whatever it was, Marissa could barely keep her hands away from Nanook, albeit not in a way that could mean that she had less than pure thoughts.</div>