Francis blushed when she asked him if he was 'a creep like that'. Of course he wasn't! That wasn't even going through his head until she mentioned it. he shook his head to get rid of the thought. When she forgave him because he made food, he sighed.<br/><br/>"Well I can't let a lady like yourself go hungry now, can I?" he asked, then he noticed she had asked him how he slept. His brow furrowed and his demeanor became less jovial. "I didn't sleep at all. Let's just say there's a small drawback to my heritage when I'm angered. Especially around hunters."<br/><br/>He began eating his omelet and sighed. "If I hadn't used that expanding forest wall, I would either have slept fine, or I would be dead and you would be in the same predicament as me. I chose to protect you and I don't even know why I..." he drifted off as he looked into her icy blue eyes. It was as if he could see more than just what other people would. They would see things like money, a new coat, or a killing machine. He saw a beautiful well of unanswered questions that he wanted to answer. Another beast like himself which he couldn't stop thinking there was more to the picturesque beauty of the feline in front of him.<br/><br/>He was in such a trance by now that he fell out of the chair he was sitting in, dropping the remainder of his omelet and barely caught himself before he hit the floor. Picking himself up he let out a huff.<span style="font-style: italic">~"I really wish that didn't happen just now!"~</span>he thought standing to his feet.