Words were kept short and brief with the other, stating he did not think that she was a terrible wolf. You just look scared to me. The words provided little solace about the topic. "H-How do I kno-know y-your not lying?" The words remained printed out in a stuttered fashion but she was slowly losing the mistrust and stutter the longer she talked to the Author. Her breathing was ragged as she remained laying there, trying to calm down her mind to in turn calm down her lungs. She eyed him suspiciously. Something was wrong but she couldn't place it. The back of her head was telling her she was being ridiculous and that she just needed to trust him and all of Threar but the conspiracy-like part of her mind was telling her to get out of there and run away. Which should she follow? She had always resorted to running but why wasn't she now?