Fade shifted position her eyes still wondering around the greenery then looked back at him.
The girlier side of Fade had to point out that he was, well quite handsome, in his reserved somewhat strange manner.
Fast, yes her hunch had been right, cheetahs were fast. She didn’t know from personal experience of course, she had only a vague idea.
She stayed in silence for a few minutes pondering his words, she hoped he wouldn’t break the silence, the abilities to enjoy another’s silence was a hard one to find. But anyway she needed silence, she played with a blade of grass and said “Just an ex pit fighter? Ok then I’m just an ex contortionist and acrobat” She chuckled looking at him again, Fade's eyes were twinkling with what could be defined as playful malice. Reading Fades icy eyes was difficult though, his though presented a strange sense of .
“So…you were a slave too then?” It was again more of a statement then a question. She longed to ask him for more information, but he would tell her if he wanted to.
He had smiled after his last statement and Fade took it as a sign of sanity, for her it was better to laugh than to cry.
She also wanted to know what a cheetah really looked like, but it would be to forward and all the nakedness would be…well embarrassing.