Shiva slowly holds up one hand, smile gone, a peaceable expression replacing it. She felt disappointment, and this sensation she was duly familiar with. He seemed observant, but was unable to see anything past the immediate danger she presented, though she might not b e giving him enough credit, to be sure. I mean you no harm, sir. Who I am, I have already answered, but the most apt response would take a longer explanation then you seem to want from me at the moment. She lifts a finger, pulling back a stray lock of white hair The first answer to who I am, is that I am not as I appear, and certainly not a little girl, though I do appreciate the compliment on my aging. |