Eve pouted. "He was so calm and still I thought he was a pet...he didn't back away or try to run or anything..."<br/><br/>She examined the scratches on her hand. "Ow," she complained, and stuck her fingers in her mouth.<br/><br/>"I'm fine," she added, slightly muffled, "Just a scratch. Stings though. Did he get you?"<br/><br/>It did sting more than she was expecting, and as she sucked on the cuts, she wondered why she felt so warm. Only a moment ago she'd been wishing she'd brought a sweater.<br/><br/><em>It must be the adrenaline,</em>she thought.