Her complexion changes from gleeful, at his apparent look of fear, to confused as he starts shouting, to furious, the more he talks. When he tries to hug her, she recoils in horror, hissing with fangs bared from all five heads. The entire building has fallen dead silent; the only sound he hears is the sound of Aviendha placing her face in her hand, and muttering, softly, "And he has learned nothing."<br/><br/>"Touch me, and you will only pull back a bloody stump," she warns, the white head snapping its jaws viciously. He can feel the watching eyes of at least half the beings present, and only because the other half are non-divine, and can't see him from so far away.