Fain's strange gaze, his white and red eyes watched her with a deeper sense of knowing then should have been normal. Fain didn't have many 'strange' gifts, but his ability to see more in a single expression or a single movement were something he had had since birth. He regarded her and he saw in her the pain and self-loathing of her suffering. A part of him ached and broke at the sight. He wanted to reach out and gently touch her. He wanted to draw her into his arms and comfort her.<br/><br/>He took a tentative step into the room. Ensuring all his weapons were sheathed as he realized there was no threat here and he didn't want to frighten her. He reached out gently and placed his hand on her naked shoulder. The feel of her skin under his cold flesh sent a wave of electricity straight to his groin. His body shivered in need and desire. He pushed all that away it wasn't the time. He was male after all and standing facing a naked beautiful woman in the safety and comfort of his own ship. He shoved those thoughts away too. She was a werewolf he reminded himself harshly. There was nothing they could share without igniting the war again.<br/><br/>"We haven't left the planet yet, I do not know where you wish to go," he answered her question and added softly, "You don't need to be ashamed around me Freya. I am not a man who is without compassion. I am not cruel and I won't hurt you." His words were soft and gentle. His face held a gentle caring expression and his eyes focused on hers. A light smile tugged at the corners of his lips.