"Comfortable!?" his voice hitched as he spoke, his eyes shifted, his irises turning gold, his pupils shifting looking almost catlike as he stood. As he spoke, his fangs were clearly longer than before. "And just what in the pits of Hell do you think..!?" He stops abruptly, taking several deep breaths, a little sweat forms on his face. No! His mind was his own! He would not become some blithering idiot in front of her! He couldn't let that weakness be exposed. Damn Father and his experiments! Still, he had a feeling that brief hint of madness would not go unnoticed.
"I assure you..I am as well learned..as I can possibly be." He sits back, his eyes changing back to normal, fangs lessening in length. "I require no instruction."
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