Inyrra saw Allura's solemn expression and her heart went out to the demon. As strange as it was she empathized. She had dealt with more than her fair share of rejection and scorn. Even with her past, or perhaps because of it, she was cautious. Could Allura be using the knowledge of her own past against her or was the demon sincere. Again she thought it was strange to think a demon was capable of sincerity but then again, she had met people that had thought the same of her. She sighed. Gods, this was not easy.<br/><br/>Allura's voice sent a shiver through her. It was melodic and unearthly and it seemed to resonate with her. She could not stop the soft whimper when the tentacles stopped touching her. She could not deny how good it all felt and in the absence of that touch she felt suddenly very exposed. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly.<span style="color: indigo">"You know that the others will most likely kill us both if they see you in your natural form right?"</span>Her silver eyes looked into Allura's.<span style="color: indigo"> "I like you Allura, I really do, but I just do not know if I can trust you."</span>Inyrra flinched at her words, having received them herself before.<span style="color: indigo">"But I am willing to try."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>