She did feel... a little remorse for seeming so closed off, or perhaps so standoffish but... well, if he had known just what she felt when she thought of Tobias, he would have understood. He was like some foul ghost to her. Inescapable, it seemed, and wholly capable of tearing her apart. That is where her hatred came from. He had been there by Heyel's deceased form and ever since, she had been unable to rest knowing that. It didn't seem right that such terror could continue to exist when much of the world's light seemed to fade. Even Sleekwing had not been able to abolish the feeling, and with Rogue gone too... well, things had been unbalanced. Somehow, though, she had begun to feel a little more hopeful about the boy. He seemed to have his heart somewhere good. Perhaps that is why his pelt had lingered ever so slightly with the scent of Sleekwing.

When he spoke, however, his voice and face shifted drastically. He seemed conflicted, perhaps even more so than she had anticipated. After all, she had expected the news to be rather... final and yet, perhaps it had not been. It made her brows rise as she nodded along to his words, waiting as patiently as possible for them to make sense and for her to find a space to speak herself. So, they had at least been somewhat honest with him. Still, she could not help but wear the faintest hint of a smile. Compassionate, almost. She had been like that once not so long ago. She had hoped she could fix them all, or at least stop believing the very words she had spoken about them. Perhaps her eyes were clouded with the loss of her family. Perhaps, some day, she'd be able to desire understanding again but for now, she felt nothing but contempt for their kind.

"My offer will always remain," she spoke simply, nodding in affirmation before she continued, "So do as you please. I will be... there, I suppose, to support you in whichever choice you make."

When she spoke, she felt the smallest spike of... regret, she supposed. She knew that, in some way, she was using him and yet, it was for the greater good. Surely that justified it. Surely it had to. Besides, she was not lying. If he called for her, she would come if it meant fending off any beast with the desire for flesh.

"I will not let harm come of you, Tithe. If you are able to help me than I will help you all I can. You are a friend, are you not, of Sleekwing's, after all."