Ivy did watch the hand come near her, sort of a morbid fascination. The hand itself wasn't so disturbing, it was almost facinating. Slowly she brought a finger up and touched it. It didn't feel like she expected, just like snakes didn't. "Don't worry...Doox...I have no reason to kill you." The faintest hint of a smile curled the corners of her lips at his attempt at levity.<em>Droox is okay. </em><br/><br/>"Why do you keep referring to me as ancient human."  She picked back up her food, glancing now and then at Droox, trying to keep her eyes on it's 'head' instead of it's body.