Kill The Headlights

There wasn't a trade off, he ate the rest of it, but that was fine with her. She now sort of understood what her bite meant; it was... a permission thing? She couldn't even word it in her own mind. But she understood. She looked down at this boy; so tiny, so... much more fragile than she was used to seeing. She was generally shorter. Well. She wasn't tall, but she wasn't short. She was average.

She blinked as he spoke; she wasn't expecting that... and her head tilted to the side. Necrosis? What was - oooooh. It clicked suddenly, and her eyes widened slightly. This time, she couldn't stop the smile that came to her face, nor the tail softly striking the ground every odd second or so. "Lillianna," she replied softly; her voice was not stuttering, but it was quiet. That was all she gave; she was waiting for Necrosis - she smiled again, briefly, as she thought the name - to continue, for he had initiated the conversation.

"Speech"