Ellie closed the gap in her fingers again for a few moments, her legs tapping loudly against the floor as she fidgeted nervously. She eventually peeked back out again, mumbling something unintelligibly to herself. "U-um, maybe? You're not going t-to trick me are you?....Hugs might be nice...a-and maybe a dirty story?" she said a bit louder to DJ, her voice almost hopeful at that last bit, though it did cause her to retreat behind her horde of fingers again. Judging from the hard carapace, powerful pincers, and the bulbous stinger at the end of her curled tail, it was likely she hadn't received much physical contact from others before, if only because most of her body looked like something straight out of a cheap horror movie.