Syn just looked to her. Throat a bit raw still but he was very warry of her. This wasn't right! Normally the woman who owned him abused him... Then sent that pathetic so called healerto try and get him to listen. Wait... Gift? They sent this girl- a dead man walking? Why?! She probably had no idea what she was given! A brute monster...<br/><br/>His thoughts ended when the weight on his wrist suddenly vanished with a thump. He looked to the bruised wrist. She freed his hand... What was this? Though the smell of the selve made his nose crinkle. Though when she moved his hand- a sharp hiss escaped past his teeth. He glared. Not at her but at the fact he allowed himself to be beaten into such a state.<br/><br/>Yet, once she mentioned she wanted to clean his face he snarled. Moving his hand he felt his side. Where was the pouch?! The pouch with the plant?! He let off a snarl. He found it but he couldn't get to it... Moving a leg he pulled the pouch over and gripped it tight. The sound of the dried herb crunched. However that sound made him toss it and snarl.<br/><br/>They took it away! The one thing that kept him sane! The one thing he needed to hide the truth! They took it away! His eyes opened as he growled, "Water burns my skin." He said. Not wanting to tell her the truth. He was a strange being. Almost like a nymph and almost like a dragon. Refusing to shift made water burn like acid. If it hadn't been snowing... He might have died. Water helped his body. even being in the state he was in... Syn snarled. He needed that plant! Why?!<br/><br/>Lookijg away he chittered a bit, "If you touch me with water... It will hurt. My skin turns red." He hissed. It wasn't like he could fight Kate. He couldn't move.