Bre raised her left eyebrow at his comment about no ears and horns. She felt a smirk cover her face and she muttered, "prove it", before she could stop herself. She blushed at her tone as well. The smooth, low, sultry voice wasn't her own and hocked her.<br/>She shook her head and grabbed a cup for tea, dropping in a mint tea bag. She tilted her head to one side to listen to Helkior's hesitant question while turning the stove back on.<br/>"Nothing is considered evil anymore." She said in an off handed tone. "Most people would be freaked out by a tail, not-" she bit her lip, biting down the next words. 'Get turned on' she finished in her head. She turned back to look at him, losing her breath at how he was looking at her. Like he could see into her soul and she was powerless to stop it.<br/>"You would have to do worse then my own father and brother to make me think your evil." She said, meeting his gaze with a pain filled, completely open expression of her own. "So you have a tail. And you say you have horns, but I don't care." The kettle whistled saving her from rambling on and on. She poured the hot water into the mug and slid it over toward Helkior. Before she left go, she meet his gaze once more and gave a real smile. "Who ever told you you're evil, has never stared evil in the face." She let go of the cup and poured herself a cup of coffee.