"Hey, hey, dude chill out. Look at me, look," he was weak but trying to stand his ground. He wasn't paying any attention to what she had to say.<br/><br/>"Look here, look at my eyes," she leaned further so he could see the red rimmed gray. He had to see it. She fed just two days ago. It was still there. Still visible.<br/><br/>"Look I'm just like you. I'm a half bred too, focus. I'm not here to hurt you. Look at me," her tone was more anxious than demanding. He had to see, he knew what it was like, if he would just focus enough on her to see.