Kiki watched Starr as she moved around the apartment. There was no sign of the pain now that the girl suffered, but she still believed it was there. She tried again to examine her senses, and what they told her about Starr, but it just diid not make any sense. she was obviously human, like all the others she had met in the past few weeks, but there was something... wild in her scent. Her grace as she moved seemed beyond that of any human. Mixed into the mystery was Kiki's own reaction. She had grown close to her in the extremely short time they had known each other. She wanted to remain by Starr's side, to be near her at all times, to smell her scent, and watch her form, and to... touch her, but she did not understand why. In her time prowling the night in the park, she had come across two humans touching. At first she thought they were fighting as they moved, grunting and moaning and always adjusting the grip they had on each other. She dared not get to close and could not clearly see what they were doing, but their mouths touched repeatedly. They appeared to be trying to eat each others tongues. Kiki had left that place confused...<br/><br/>Kiki cleared her head of the strange images and again looked at Starr as she sat on the couch. She looked at the television, she had seen those before in the shops and bars downtown. She slowly sat on the couch next to Starr, and tried to watch the small talking box, but she kept glancing back at Starr. Her ragged breathing remained barely controllable. It was not caused by exhaustion, but seemed somehow to be a result of Starr's closeness to her. She could feel the warmth of the womans body even through the space between them. Her mouth became dry, and a funny feeling started in the pit of her stomach. She shook her head, wonmdering if the food at the bar had been bad...<br/><br/>She wanted to know about the woman beside her, but was unsure of what to ask, or if it would be rude to inquire...<br/><br/>"Do you live alone here?"