Anrista felt her waivering smile turn a little more comfortable, though her anxiety hadn't died down yet. Micky's hand engulfed her own and her eyes snapped to him as he bent over to kiss her hand and lift back up. If she hadn't seen him do such a thing she she would have never felt it. "Th-thank you?" she said looking from him to the alpha and back. When it was appropriate she pulled her hand away, lifted it up a little before dropping her hand by her side. There wasn't much she could do with it, and the less they noticed that her hand was next to useless in human form the less they would think her weak.<br/><br/>Her eyes jumped to Rem and the mention of cooking food suddenly brought her mind to realize the wonderful smelling food that she had been smelling and been to scared to recognize. She couldn't help the lick to her lips or the grumble of her stomach. Yes she had eaten earlier that day, but it had been a small meal, do mainly to her nervousness. "I-it smells good though," she said to Rem, though her voice was low and still waivered a little bit.<br/><br/>She sensed someone by her leg, it made her jump and turn around to see that there was a werewolf in wolf form behind her, she could read his body language well enough to see that he wasn't a threat, and the offered rabbit actually made her calm down all the more. "Thank you, dan," she said speaking up a little bit to his retreating form. Setting her bag down, she reached over with her right hand and picked up the rabbit, sniffing it a little. She could tell it was a fresh kill, and to be given this as welcome to the pack meant a little more to her than just about anything. What her mind thought was to change and dig in, like she was prone to do out in the woods when she was on her own, but that wouldn't be good, she reminded herself. Instead she moved the rabbit to her left hand, resting it across her numb limb and picked back up her bag. "I would like to see the house, after I put this in the kitchen, I'll clean it later and maybe cook it too," she said with a calm smile. Her eyes were less frantic now, and she looked from Micky to Darion as she spoke.