Reactiveness was a gemstone - akin to diamond. While all alphas mastered reactiveness, completely with the final touch of aura, Eden’s manifested like a bear. Fierce and ruthless. He reacted with such force that her nose felt the barrier between them like repelling magnets. She felt her soul jump at the sight of his teeth. Oh, darling. You might have just won a medal. Grimoire wondered what dilemma defined the justification of the block. Given the Fortitude’s character, she speculated the demon of such force was deeper than consciousness and exasperated by her presence. She eyed him with a form of adoration - like a lover would give their struggling partner.

Grimoire's gaze turned enchanted while her ears received each territory as if he’d sung them to her in a poem. In a luxurious tone, Grimoire casted,

"Many territories, you forsake… but from this list, an enemy I will make."

With the smallest of gestures, her head tilted to the south. An old enemy once stayed there. Out of petty vengeance, she wished to rip it out from under them and taint it. From the whispers in the free lands, all it would take was one push, and she would create a beast. Silence hung between them, to give the decision solitude… And then the hint of her grin faded into a line of curiosity when she saw Eden’s observational gaze. She posed, dropping a shoulder to him and turning her head for him to view her profile. Her eyes narrowed while she waited for his comment. It was not flattery she received, but instead a question.

If reactiveness was diamond, then curiosity was gold. What a treasure-trove Eden held. A cobra coiled in Grimoire’s stomach, eager for a charm. He had saved her from ruin, and now dangled interest before her. She thought he was a fellow deviant, but now she realized he was important, like a trigger to a gun. The thought was terrifying. It filled her with veins with vigor.

The beaches seemed to hush as she realigned herself to him. The sky shifted, and golden rays glinted off her matte fur, illuminating the russet tinge of her dorsal side like fire. She answered,

"A great deal. I know Demon philosophy, traditions, and goals. I know the minds of the wicked and the hungers of beasts. Which subject interests you?"