For a few moments, it actually seemed as if she had enjoyed human contact.  Outside in the open air, without the rest of these humans it was tolerable but now pressed against this armored deviant she was finding her enjoyment waning softly.  She hated the words that she used, the places that she touched.  Her right hand clenched tight, she may be under the influence of some outside substance but her mind was still hers... mostly.<br/><br/>When those probing fingers came to her sex, she suddenly had the urge to strangle the little creature to death.  She shimmied back in her seat, and closed her eyes doing her best to get away.  This wasn’t how it was supposed to happen.  “Stop...”  She whispered, though, she knew it would be to no avail.  She got herself into this mess, and she had no idea how to get out. Suddenly she found her nose pinched off, and to her disqust she was forced to swallow human blood, she was growing sick to her stomach with each tiny gulp.  Once more tears fell from those blue eyes,   her fingers clenched and suddenly the little woman found her slender digits wrapping around your thigh, crushing down with enough force to leave deep tissue bruises.<br/><br/>The sudden shock calmed her temporarily, her body didn’t even flinch infact many of the runes temporarily sparked to life as her eyes began to glow.  Her eyes went downcast once more, she pushed the smaller woman away.  “Touch me again and I’ll finish where we left off...”