Elizabeth was able to detect a slight hint of surprise from the other woman,  once more she smiled,  a wide toothy grin fortunately it was hidden beneath her false face.  Her emotions beautifully veiled keeping her safe,  well, as safe as one could be when two predators were sharing the same space.  She allowed Thorn to adjust to the situation,  she understood how she would have probably been shocked by the situation.  Of course, that shock was invigorating to the masked maiden.<br/><br/>As Thorn took a step forward so did she,  the heels of her boots clicked gently upon the floor as she moved.  She could almost feel the other woman’s body heat,  and imagined her smell,  though it was currently unavailable thanks to her mask.  She imagined it as a somewhat animal musk,  mixed with harsh soaps,  and blood.  The imagined sense caused her to shiver,  she reached up a hand and almost ran her own leather encased hand against her own bare breasts but remained calm.<br/><br/>“Thanks.”  She said “Was just going to get a glass of water…  though,  if your interested in sharing a glass or two with me.”  The last words were just about purred.  “I would be more then happy to spend some time sipping wine, and perhaps getting to know each other a little better.”  As for the name,  she pondered a bit…  she understood that Thorn was unlikely the woman’s real name,  and there would be some liberty in completely adopted a new persona as she released the beast from within.  “Seraph…”  She whispered the word, almost shaking with joy.  It was fitting,  if one were to stretch…  the seraphim were the divine wrath of god,  though,  she doubted who ever was up there would enjoy her borrowing the name,  it mattered not.