"Is that your way of saying you want to live?" She chuckled and nudged the body away from her before easily walking over to him cupping her hands behind her back. As if that simple motion could dissipate the threat that she wouldn't attack. However the claws that decorated the ends of her fingers had yet to disappear proving that one should not trust her.
The hollow snorted a mild sound and arched a brow, “Not really. I tend ta speak pretty forwardly, friend, if I was afraid enough ta feel like I needed ta tell ya I wanted ta live, I’d tell ya I wanna live.” Call it stupidity or bravado, he’d yet to meet an opponent he couldn’t defeat. If nothing else, he was confident he could make an escape if the need arose. He shrugged, though didn’t take his eyes off her.













