She wasn’t sure what to take of this situation. She was nervous but still she wanted to try. Vladimir’s boldness was like a miracle cure for her. However, her spine tingled, fear was tingling its way into her soon as the larger male turned his gaze upon her. Try as she might she couldn’t stop her ears falling back nervously as she stared into the eyes of the wolf. There was something there in them, even as he gave a grin she only could give a slight smile in reply. Something wasn’t right but she couldn’t put her paw on what. It was just her being a fraidy cat again right? Just her being scared for no reason. It was nothing. This was nothing, she had nothing to be afraid of. All the tales of everything being big and bad and scary, a lot of them were in her mind right? Her father even said she worried too much that she was thinking about it more than she needed too. That he would kill anyone who touched her. Vladimir said much the same. She would be okay.

She almost immediately regretted giving her name as his grin grew as she gave her name. Even more so when he started speaking and not a lot of what he said made since. Least she didn't’ think so. Some of his words though panged with her a little too much to really make her want to stay around. She was rethinking this it might be time to go… ”I see… I think… Bandit. Umm no I don’t think anyone taught me that, but I probably should go back home.” She said nervously. Maybe she was right, maybe she was wrong. She didn’t know what to do now she was here. She didn’t think he was really that good to be around.

Charm didn’t exactly do her the right thing though. This was a lot at once to try and deal with. Her heart was racing in her chest try as hard as she could to try and control it to be happy and brave it was starting to slip away quickly from her grasp. Vlad’s bravery wasn’t her own, she knew that yet before it emboldened her and she tried to cling to the idea that he or her father would come rescue her from this situation, make her feel more comfortable. She was on her own though, there was no Los, no Masque and no Vladimir to help her. She had to work all this out for herself.