Angelis had no idea what this girl was. His initial thoughts leaned toward something like a nymph or elf of some sort. But he had met elves and she didn't smell like one, and he didn't think nymphs had that sort of power that he had experienced earlier. There was just something... strange about her. He wanted to be near her... needed to, even. But he didn't understand why. It was a purely physical drive, and he was able to recognize that much, but it wasn't just sexually physical. There was a... quality about her presence that permeated his being. As if she calmed and soothed a part of him just by being there... made everything else unimportant... made any old scar he had ever felt, physically or emotionally, just... not exist.<br/><br/>A sudden clap of thunder seemed to disprove all that he had thought about the weather for the night, as the girl angrily defied his assertions about her youth and proposition. Honestly, he had thought she was attempting to offer sharing his bed as a way to convince him to help her, which is why he had warned her in the first place. He was not so young that he was going to fall for such elementary tricks she was offering. The rain seemed to have thrown a variable into the equation he had not anticipated. She was soon crawling under the lean-to with him, but not before she had gotten almost completely soaked. Her drenched clothes clung to her form, and it was easy to see skin beneath the white cloth.<br/><br/>Angelis smirked at her demand, shaking his head. "Honestly... I really wish I could offer you more than that. I do. I just know that my... primal instinct tells me that we are being hunted. Beyond whatever you may think of me... do you not sense that that feeling? As a child, you perceived it as something in the dark, as we all once feared darkness. That sensation of eyes on you that you do not perceive? The prickling of the hair on your neck? The goosebumps that cover your skin when a cold wind has not blown? Even humans have these most basic senses, though I don't believe you are human." He commented idly, moving from his seat to extend their shelter, unfolding the cloth so that they would not get wetter in the ensuing downpour.<br/><br/>The scent coming off of the girl was sweet... wonderfully so. It filled him with a warmth that he couldn't describe. And a very distinct desire that confused him. Sure, she was deliciously nubile... would arouse desire in any male she was near, but Angelis' primal mind urged him to put hands on her in ways... with such a strong desire that he had never felt. But his logic stayed the thoughts as he turned to her, shivering in her soaked clothing. Grabbing a nearby blanket, he held it up. "Here... I offer the opportunity to get out of your wet clothes in favor of warmth. But I won't press you to remove more than you are comfortable with."