Depollute me, pretty baby

She listened as he echoed her, a soft mhm coming from her maw. She looked at him with a soft smile. She found herself enjoying this banter, even if it was more just her calling him pretty. His presence was enjoyable, but alas Lea was a people person. Most people's presence she enjoyed.

As he mentioned that danger was not pretty she furrowed her brows, "Danger can be beautiful, danger can be alluring." she rebutted, her voice was still light though playful. And then he was shifting again, grumbling about how red was not beautiful. "I disagree, red is much more than the color of blood. But even if blood was the only red thing around, it's the essence of life is it not? Life can be beautiful, no? You are covered in red when you are born and when you die. Yes, blood also means carnage, but sometimes carnage can be beautiful too." She offered with a shrug, either way, he wasn't going to change her opinion. She thought he was pretty and he would just have to deal with it.

She nodded as he said his name again, she would remember that yes. His name rolled off her tongue in a way she enjoyed, she had also noticed the other meaning of his name. But in all reality, it just did not make her shudder, there was no unease that came with it. Danger was not something that bothered Lea, even on the rare occasion it scared her. At the end of the day, she could not be bothered to dislike others because of their alignments.

He asks if she is strange, and if she is still dreaming and she thinks. Pulling her brows together as she thinks before looking at him. "Some may consider me strange, but I think strange is good. Do you think strange is bad? Maybe I am still dreaming, maybe you should try it." She adds the last bit with a small laugh, lighthearted and easy. She enjoyed this quite a bit yes.

She watched unwaveringly as he watched her, he seemed to think a lot. And it didn't bother her, she gave him the time. Didn't rush him at all, just let him weigh his options and consider her in whatever ways he was. As he finally moved forward he commented on her lack of fear again, she could hear the skepticism and she just nodded. "No reason for me to be." She didn't leave room for him to argue, he had given her no reason. Even if he was capable of danger, was capable of causing her pain she was able to also. But that didn't mean she always would. So why would he?

Redrum mentions how he does not sit with strangers, yet he is lowering himself into her space. Sharing it with her as she looks at him, curiosity evident in her gaze. Then he mentions how she is not a stranger anymore, and she nods. "I'd much rather prefer to be your friend if you'd like. I'd enjoy being Redrum's friend." She offers with a playful smile. And then she thinks for a moment, wondering what to talk about now.

"You mentioned you liked to hunt yes? What is your favorite prey?" If he was more of a predator she would meet him on equal grounds, she would try to understand him as he was. If he was dangerous she would learn how to navigate it, the least she could do for her newly named friend.

"Talk"