Alexander watched her pull the new shape of the key from the fire, place it on her hip and twitch as a sign of pain, self harm was something he had never understood, was it penance for the lives she had just taken he wasn't sure he was bout to ask when her voice changed<span style="font-style: italic"> "Tell me, if I were to do as you wish, travel with you and such. Would you ask things of me?" </span>he voice was soft, more human, more... seductive.<br/><br/>Alexander's lips twisted into a smirk "I ask very little of those who accompany me. s...." he was cut off as she lent forward crawling like a cat like towards him, his eye's widened slightly he felt his body get excited, but at the same time his animistic side was on edge she hadn't shown any sign's of this side of her before why now<span style="font-style: italic"> is she going to try and kill me, or is it something else </span>he kept his thought to himself now completely unmoving still as a statue staring into her eyes, his eyes flicking over her body a few times but her eye's something didn't feel right<span style="font-style: italic"> it may be these "feeling" I've been having </span>Alexander for the first time found himself doubting his instincts.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> "What if I wished to ask things of you?" </span>Alexander answered his voice stable and normal, there may have been a small edge to his voice but only someone who knew him would catch it, and no-one knew him that well. not any more "and what things would you ask of me my dear, you are now my ally so I would help in anyway I can". he said Alexander had the ability of charm, at first he thought it was natural charisma, but when he used it often he felt it tug on the monster inside like it was an actual power, but he chose not to use it on her, he honestly doubted it would even work on her.<br/><br/>Alexander watched as she got closer to him, he was in three minds, instinct move away, move closer, and curious to simply stay still and let it unfold he hoped she didn't try to kill him, he wasn't as easy to kill as the rest of his kind, he wasn't even sure if he could die but the not knowing kept him dodging and defending, it also kept him in check if he couldn't die what was to stop him killing the king and taking the throne?.<br/><br/><br/>Alexander decided to remain still she was close enough that he could hear the click of the cog, her fingernails lift the dirt, all he did was simply stare at her waiting her response to his own question.