Over analyzing was the ess' thing. She did it when she was nervous, if she felt like she'd messed up or any sort of situation that made her feel unnerved. This wasn't one of those times. And she hadn't had a moment like that with Aindreas, it felt like she could just relax for a bit. Be her actual self. Maybe even tell him about her past; but right at this moment, it wasn't likely. Mai wanted him to know her for her and not her past. Even though he probably wouldn't hold it against her, she was scared she'd scare him away and she'd have no chance to even be his friend let alone something more. If she did want something more; it would be some time. She liked him, yeah, and thought eventually there could be. She didn't have to analyze things so much with him and that's what she liked. To be comfortable around someone was a relief.

His cologne engulfed her, mixing with her own perfume and letting her inhale his scent. Now she knew he was close. When he spoke, he spoke like he cared and like he knew what he was talking about. "I am sorry indeed to hear that you had nightmares, dear Mai. I would wish upon you only sweet dreams of comfort and happiness, and nothing so dark and decrepit as a nightmare to ruin your slumber. I once had a friend who would be able to know what herb to prescribe to gift you with dreamless slumber, to ensure that you were at least well rested without being hunted in the meantime. Alas she is gone from this land, and has been for a while. I apologize, I am not one for words, and I am afraid that per usual I am at a loss of what to say now. Is there anything that I can do? I would do anything for you, to help you through this… Would it help you to talk about what your nightmare entailed? What it was about?" a smile graced her kissers, as she looked at him, their eyes locked on each others. His glowing blue ones not only breathtaking but intriguing. Making her want to bottle him up and study him, analyze him. See what made him tick. But that would probably come with time. As she stood there, waiting for his last words, her plume wagged as he'd sat so fast, letting his own rump hit the ground. A small giggle escaping her maw as he did.

It was mainly about my parents. How they used to treat my twin and I. . . They. . . they were the abusive type, my brother took the physical brunt of everything from them. But the nightmares persist even away from them. Like they're still here. The nightmare was them finding and torturing my brother and I- she stopped for a second, was she confiding in Aindreas? Just like he was an old friend or her own lover? She was, and she felt relief from it. So much relief that she kept talking- -as well as killing us slowly. tears welled in her stormy clouds as she finished. Shaking her cranium and then her entire bodice to try and distract from them; she didn't wanna seem weak in front of her newfound alpha now.

Attempting to be lighthearted about her analyzing , she spoke again If you count over analyzing everything a special skill, then yes. She didn't over look him calling her "my dear and then attempting to cover it up with miss and ma'am. At this point she wanted to reach forward with her snout and lick his cheek to simulate a kiss on the cheek. But she stayed put; keeping the same distance he made by walking closer so she could at least inhale his cologne and their mixed scents.