All alone inside your head

The voice reached out towards her ears which made her turn, eyes lit up with the caution she had taken to exercising in situations like the one she found herself in. He asked her a question and for her it was far too personal. "Depends on what you have to offer me." The words were flat and gave away little about her life. Her white fur laid flat against herself as she eyed his suspiciously. "What is your name?" There was no time, in her mind, for the subtleties that often came to light when she spoke. She slowly began to examine him. He was bluish and dark grey with black. Strange dots marked underneath both of his eyes. Vesta remained on edge.