His scrutinizing gaze was nothing to her; others did it all the time and so, she had stopped caring about the way others watched her. Instead, she just kept her mind on the task at hand: having fun! That was much easier than caring, after all. The idea that she might have been glad for him to no longer see her as a potential threat was lost on her - see, she had never even entertained the idea of even being a threat. To her, he was just a big child like her who was playing games. Where was the threat in that?
"Some say its bad," she mused as she observed what he was doing with dreamy eyes, "but Eto says: how can fun be bad?" She looked up at him with furrowed brows and a pout though the question was certainly one that often did haunt her. What was good or bad? What made somebody either or?
How glad she was then for him to distract her from the thought. She practically wiggled in excitement as he permitted her access to the fawn; she was quick to shuffle forward. With a toothed grin, she mimicked him and smacked her paw atop the fawn with a giggle. "Yucky!" She laughed at his comment about the eyes as she lowered her nose to them and poked at them. "The insides are the best part. Warm like a den or a hug from mama!" She licked her lips before her tongue lashed out across the glassy eye of the fawn. Despite her disinterest in eating the eyes, she still followed his directions; tentatively, she placed her teeth against the bone behind the socket and pressed down and inward. With a laugh and a splutter, she disengaged the moment the eye budged forward and from the socket with a wet popping sound. She had been careful and it dangled, unharmed as she pulled back with a grin. "Gentle, gentle! Do you like them?" Her head tilted as she looked up at Draygo and then down to the eye with a frown. Did he really eat those parts?