Elin stared at him in silence when he laughed, her own smile fading as she realized he might know something she really wanted to keep in secrecy from everyone else, no matter who they were. When he spoke of his red string, she arched a brow at the word "paw" and felt a strange feeling creep up on her. Somehow, they were connected. And while that was all fantastic and great and exciting, she really wanted to live with her weirdness all by herself. At times it was comforting to be the only one to know, because she imagined that she was simply going insane, that she wasn't actually a half-breed, but just a normal human being. To be reminded by others that she was unnatural was almost depressing.<br/><br/>"If you knew I was running away from hunters, why did you act oblivious?" She asked straightforwardly. He had guessed it by now, so there was no point in covering it. Francis even told her to stop trying to lie which caused her to sneer and roll her eyes. "What's it to you? I'm a half-breed, so what? At least I had the guts to live in the city and try to act normal instead of confining myself into a cabin." She snapped at him, her blue eyes blazing with slight irritation and a low, feline growl came from her chest, causing her to reveal her teeth without her even realizing it. Elin observed him carefully as he looked down to his surprisingly expensive watch and stated it was 7.30. Really? Already? The girl relaxed from her catlike scowl. Looks like she would have to spend the night in this god forbidden cabin.<br/><br/>She tore the blanket from his hand and shot him a glare. "Oh, I will need it. I'll sleep on top of it if I have to!" She placed it on a nearby cupboard before deciding that her meat was well-done enough for eating. Turning off the heat, she used whatever she could find to spear the meat and then began to eat on it in a very humanly manner, which probably looked more like nibbling than eating.