Words kept swimming across Elise's brain. 100% damage. Can't feel. Won't feel. In some ways it seemed awful. The monster that was her nature now was fascinated. "You should let me wrap the wound for you so it won't get infected. Especially since you can't feel it." As she spoke her words were reactionary, simply a way to try to convince him to cover the bite marks. She was still figuring out how to fight off the part of her that was intrigued by this new find, the part of her that still remembered the taste of his blood.<br/><br/>That all snapped as she walked towards the computer with his own MP3 player. She was about to comment that she was unsure how to work the piece of technology that he fiddled with when he connected the too and pushed the music through the louder speakers. She sat for a moment on the floor, with her legs and skirt folded under her and watched as Max walked towards the front of the room. For a moment she didn't believe what she saw. Then he began moving. "…You dance." The tone was not a question, but there was obvious surprise in it and plenty of respect. Gracefully she stood up and walked closer to him, watching as he danced as if trying to understand the moves and how they flowed with the music, as if learning them.