Liann did her best to not react to the gentle touch of this shifter. So she remained frozen as her mind raged towards doing two things at once. Part of her wanted to pull away and hide, the other part wanted to reach up and touch his hand so she can press her face against it in comfort. No one showed any form of affection to her before. But he continued to talk and what he said sparked her annoyance again.<br/><br/>She pushed his hand away from her as she growled in anger. "Look, mister tough guy," Liann started. "I already said that I'm going to help you. If you don't like that, deal with it." Pausing, Liann reconsidered her words for he could easily outrun her and that alone would keep her from helping him. "And if you try to leave me or pull any stunts to keep me from helping, that injury on your neck will be the least of your concerns."<br/><br/>Gesturing to the food, the stuff disappeared, she really wanted to eat now but he was right about them having to move. "Since we're in such a hurry, we'll eat later," Liann said as she gathered her things. Making her bag disappear she only carried her knife in her belt, bow in hand, and arrows on her back. Without waiting for an answer she headed out the door while mumbling to herself, "I bear the wounds of many, never asked you, ungrateful little. . ."