Rozolin frowned lightly when he asked his question and that Arkum seemed to be having trouble answering her question. Now thinking about her question that she had asked him, she knew it was a hard one to answer. If someone was to ask her what it was like being a werewolf she wouldn't know how to answer the question either. She was just a werewolf, it was the only thing that she had ever known about herself. It would be like asking a human what if was like being human.<br/><br/>When Arkum started to talk however, Rozolin drew herself away from her thoughts. She found herself quite pleased with this as she was starting to get a headache with thinking about her own question she had asked him. It seemed Arkum was doing his best to give her some kind of reply and she was surprised that she could understand him as well as she could.<br/><br/>Rozolin smiled at him with a sift sweet smile as she looked into his deep storm eyes, as enjoyed listing to his tone of voice and her unique accent. Her smile faded slightly as she notice his ginger coming towards her. Her eyes darted from his to his hand then back over to him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">"Many hardâ€¦ wordsâ€¦May I?" he asked before touching her.</span><br/><br/>With this her smile grew bigger and she gave a light nod. "Yea sure..." She replied warmly as her eyes meet his once again. Although she had no real idea of what he was doing or about to do, knew that strangely she was safe. I part of her even felt excited.