The distrust reeked off the Peekabu, and Bleu didn't even need to smell her to figure it out. Those eyes... those eyes said everything she ever needed to know. She watched the two work deftly and methodically to remove the collar, almost as if she's done it a million times before, but between each direction the Peekabu's tamer gave, those eyes would stare at her with their accusing glare. Maybe it was because, had Bleu not eaten a few hours ago, the Peekabu would have been a tasty snack. But they were on the same side, right? Bleu doesn't eat friends, it's bad for business. She took a human-sized 'step' backwards and shot the Peekabu a nasty look.<br/><br/>"I'm beginning to think I'm the only living, conscious person on this island who likes me..." Slithering towards a nearby tree, away from the Peekabu's accusing eyes, she coiled around it and 'sat', facing the strange girl and her accusing Peekabu. "I'm sorry, but what is it you have against me, exactly? I haven't tried eating you, I've eaten already, alright! Stop looking at me like that!" Bleu really didn't like it when people stared.