"Oblivious?" Francis said smirking "I wasn't acting. I only got the info I needed<span style="font-style: italic">after</span>you licked your fingers. If you really were concerned about diseases, you would have washed your hands instead of savoring the taste of raw meat."<br/><br/>When she called him out on not having the guts to live in the city, he frowned. "I'll have you know I tend to get into trouble around people ever since mom died. I'm not<span style="font-weight: bold">Friggin' NORMAL!</span>" He crushed the bone he had been holding in his palm, the anger on his face increasing as he did so. apparently he had issues with his own isolated lifestyle, as indicated by his heavy breathing.<br/><br/>When she nibbled the meat, he sighed. "You don't need to act all civilized around me. Hell, I barely know what civilization is like. Haven't been close to it in two years." He walked over to the window, then glanced at his watch again. Stepping into the middle of the room, he asked "I suppose you want to know exactly what I am now, huh?"