Janelle noticed he was staring at her; before, throughout and even after his questions. She began to slowly stop licking her fingers, realizing what she was doing. She handed him the bowl and waited for him to come back out of his cottage. She took him hesitantly by the hand and started pulling him to go get her pack. She know he didn't realize; she only did it to advert his eyes from the wings on her back, hoping she hid this fact well. Once she was sure he would stay by her side, she dropped his hand from hers. On the short walk she decided to address some of his questions, "Something ancient? And may I ask what that ancient object is?" She stopped suddenly as they had approached her pack. She opened it to obtain the only thing that was left in there, her fox furred boots which she bent over and slipped onto her feet. She stood back up and brushed the hair out of her face, "As for your other question, what do you think I am?" She started to back away smiling, "Come on, you lead the way."