Her mind sought to rationalize things at that very moment, running through what happened again in order to understand it. She was not so daft as to just assume things; nor would she without an explanation. He had at first reminded her of a large housecat, although housecats did not attack their owners like he’d attacked her; though hadn’t she known it was going to happen?<br/><br/>He /had/ said she was to be his consort, which meant that he could do with her body what he liked, although he hadn’t mentioned anything about turning into such a… Large, wild animal. It was the only thing she could hold against him, really, and even that wasn’t meriting enough anger to get her to yell. She frowned at his question, though her lips quickly quirked into a smirk – Was it expected that she’d fear him? Unfortunately, if it was, he was going to be disappointed.<br/><br/>Lifting her head so that his fingers slid through her hair, Damita shook her own head, her caramel mane bouncing with the movement. “No…” She paused; looking for words that could have been more eloquently said in Spanish. “No, I do not fear you.”<br/>