The tips of Callisto's lips twitched, rising playfully into a grin at what could have truly been a very bashful presentation of the Fae's facial expression. In so offering, he was actually very matter-of-factual about his response, neither denying nor confirming as an answer to her question. It was an expression used in and of itself that did hint to a 'yes' but of course, that's all it was... dancing around a concrete answer.<br/><br/>Callisto didn't like to encourage vague answers and the truth was... he could have easily lied to her if that was something he was capable of or well practised in. He didn't seem to be and Callisto decided to push a little more on this train of questioning. Clearly she had time to kill.<br/><br/>She brought herself up from the chair... her right palm resting on the whip that was originally coiled on her lower armour. She detached it, letting it flow freely unwinding from it's coiled circular structure until it dangled in her grip.<br/><br/>"And yet...<em>I'm</em>telling you to answer my questions..." Callisto offered in a voice that presented a dilemma, her eyebrow curled, his teeth pressed together hissing in thought and she offered him a bit of a shrug.<br/><br/><em>"In fact... I'm asking you for... details about this."</em>she had to offer a sly grin, no doubt she could regret these words later, but right now, she decided to see if she could bring him to become flustered in her presence.