His positions on almost all of these topics were interesting from the standpoint of a neutral observer. If someone were writing a history of Nanook and Marissa, looking back, then they might have viewed Nanook as manipulative. He wouldn't have seen himself as such, however. What he had done was save her from something that had bothered her. In his mind, he was giving her a second chance. Nanook was giving her an entirely new life, and simply wanted to guide her in the right direction like a teacher.<br/><br/>Certainly it could be said that he was an exceptionally violent teacher, but that wasn't the issue here at the moment. Anyway, though, he looked around for a few moments and smiled. "You know, I really wish humans could wag their tails, but we can't all get what we want!" He smirked, hoping that she'd realize that was a nicer way to show expressions. It clearly would have fit the mood when she promised to clean his suit for him.<br/><br/>"Well, in that case, did you want to plan for something soon?" Nanook liked the idea of going on a date as well. Even if he was a monster, he was still human after all. Eh, well he was still half-human anyway.<br/><br/>Shaking his head, Nanook held her tight once she asked if he would have considered her weak. He wouldn't have done so. At this point, he wasn't even sure if he was capable of doing so, considering everything that she had gone through at his request. Regardless, soon enough he finally found himself releasing her and let loose a gentle exhalation.<br/><br/>"Well, let me think, do you want to speak on the bed? Laying down might help you to feel more comfortable." Additionally he figured that some of that wolf's instinct might kick in, and then cause her to curl up when faced with something difficult.<br/><br/>"Is there anything else I can do to make you feel more comfortable about talking this over with me? I know that it must be very difficult, so I wouldn't ever call you weak for it, alright?"<br/><br/>Finally Nanook swallowed, not at all sure of where she was going to begin. Either way, though, he wasn't going to be one to force her hand in this respect. Rather, he simply wanted to figure out how that all happened.<br/><br/>There were so many questions that he had wanted to ask. He wanted to ask her if a curse had been put on her head or something. He had wanted to ask instead if someone had placed a dead spirit who had not rested properly within her. However, none of these questions seemed at all appropriate. He really thought that it would have just been best to let this go at her pace.<br/><br/>In fact, he figured that he never would have heard the whole story otherwise, so even if he didn't care for her so incredibly much than he still wouldn't have forced her hand.