She took note of the way he had scanned her, returning home being a luxury was true.  "Home is only temporary it is simply where you and others like you stay, whether it be one night or many. She looked between his eyes and the fire as he spoke.<br/><br/>"You're right old one. Caves and trees are a comfortable home. " She said still not sure if he really was an old one, but willing to test the waters. She watched as he played with the fire as it moved about him. "I have the time to hear a story no matter the length my sir." she said stepping back but not running like half her instinct demanded she do. Glancing up at the man she felt her inner fire churn "Label me what you will, but I have rarely killed, unless you are a deer." she added with a chuckle.<br/><br/>The breeze that came through the clearing was refreshing, wiggling her fingers and feeling the air dance between them she wondered if she would have to go to her full form in the little clearing or if she would be cleared to go. It was always harder to tell how the older ones rated your innocence level or what he intended to do with her if she was declared a heathen. He had said something about being hungry.