Alabaster towers perk as the sound of rocks shifting reached their sensitive inner mechanisms, his voice making her open her eyes to see the black and white boy before her. Her pupils dilate hungrily, her shaking and trembling form slowly coming forth. She behaves like an addict, her body aching from a lack of the only thing to fill the gaping abyss within her soul.
"Well hello! How are you today?"
Her tone is innocent, her eyes never leaving his form as she sizes him up, she moves fluidly, as if shaking off a chill.
He seems so sweet, Legion, must we take him? There is no answer, meaning she is to move onward, but can she try to fight again, she could always try. Abruptly, Jaidah plants her rump on the flat surface of a rock, quite close to the male who so kindly introduced himself. It was always better to get their stories first,
"I am Jaidah. It is nice to meet you. Maybe if Legion was made to come out, the demon would be forced to get her jaws dirty for once.