Klaire smiled at Kyubi, then stepped onto the system scanning floor tiles. Kyubi wasn't sure whether the smile was friendly or hostile, all she knew is that whatever numbers showed up she was ready for it to be over.
Her continued silence was conditional and far more painful than she could have imagined. What started as a simple fancy to use Lillim's phrasing, had started when Carl first came and took her from her refuge.
The young, naive boy who was so kind he tried to accept punishment on behalf of his species and whose determination she found captivating.
She then watched him deliver on his promise to revive her species, not only that, but offering to shape it around her vision for the future. She had already thought him rather special, particularly for a human, but then the little kitsune he had made clung to him.
