Her eyes lingered over him as he nods and follows with a response. “Misr.” She took the care to taste the word for herself. She couldn’t help but think upon the name so new and strange but she couldn’t help be disinclined to think the scent of the male didn’t fit such a name. It seemed distant but she had no valid proof of simple assumption; all the same, she doesn’t question the distance he has traveled or what he has found himself here but she wasn’t going to question at this moment, perhaps soon, though.

For these moments she lingered in touch almost surprised by his touch in return but not angered by it even as it ends. It is not long before her question is answered and she recalls it back to herself aloud much in the same way she had before it was nice to taste the words for herself to see if they fit well enough. He didn’t seem a wolf to shy away from death note did he seem like he minded and perhaps this called more intrigue to her to the point she considered even sharing her own name but remained silent. Many disapproved her her and her families choices so she kept a distance to keep them safe to keep herself nameless and yet she felt at ease with this stranger.

With her silence he seemed to follow suit yet he looked at her expectantly. She was pleased by his silence but all the same, she wished to hear him speak in the words that were new to this place. “Speak it?” It was half question mixed with a light demand it was something that stirred her to pay a bit more attention to him rather than for prying ears or eyes. “Tell Me, Misr.” She spoke her words never light or soft simply bold and blunt less could be told through her words as opposed to body language. She would rather him speak than herself try and make conversation but still, she was pressed by curiosity to learn more.

Sekhmet cast her gaze around them hoping he would follow it before she spoke. “This place. Needs excitement. Pain. Soft. Peaceful. Too long.” She perhaps didn’t hide her thoughts as she should but she never said she would be the one to bring these things upon the land, though she couldn’t hide the distance in her tone before it lightened on too long. She wasn’t a wolf that hunted simply for food but pleasure and perhaps taking a pleasure away from others would raise her own, besides it was worth learning new ways to take the lives of her own kind.