She had her own experiment in mind. This peculiar demon seemed incredibly willing to initiate close interactions with those of interest. How would he handle the tables being turned. With narrowed eyes, the doe took a few steps closer. She paused, eyeing his reaction, before continuing a few more steps. The hesitative pattern continued until she stood mere inches away. Her ears wiggled, and with a quick intake of breath, she reached over to briefly bump her nose against his. (Nose boop!)
Actually, he certainly doesn’t mind being the one watched for once!
As soon as he catches sight of her, he cocks his head, tossing her a look with a smile, returning any curious gaze with a puzzled--but inviting look of his own!
The closer she comes, he returns each movement with an inquisitive twitch of his own, if just to demonstrate that he wasn’t adverse to the situation--even when Eden draws within close quarters of himself. He does wonder what she wants, or what she’s going to do--Is it a game of ‘chicken’? Does she want him to move? To see if he will move? Is there any point to--
Boop.
...
And he blinks, cocking his head more visibly now with a lopsided grin, as if he can’t believe it!
What was that?
“Hah!
“--Well? Can I help you?”