He tried to comfort her as she blushed. She rolled her eyes and pouted but she looked back over to him anyway. He wasn't wrong. It was only fair and she was a Daemon of honor.
"The pact would be like me giving ye some of my power and making ye Daemon yeself. From there, long as ye act in how I deemed honorable, the powers yers ta do as ye please. From what I've read, Demons tend to lock nd control people like this, though if ye were to ever pact with me, I'd leave ye free. I have no interest in keeping those I pact as pawns, but the connection of those I do share my power with I'd feel would only make me grow that much closer to 'em." She blushed more as she explained it all since she didn't realize how embarrassing it sounded. She never had the luxury of choice when she became a Daemon herself. Her fathers did this to her. So she didn't know honestly what he got out of it, what any Demon out of it. Though she knew what she wanted out of it. It was like a way of spreading herself. Of expanding her family. Those under her pacts meant that if they needed her in a fight, they could call for her. Call for the raven Demon she would hope to become.
She sighed."It's dumb actually, yer perfect as ye are."
She just laid back down into him an let it be. Listening to his heartbeat as she worked at calming her own. Not wanting to bother with needless thought nor especially needless feelings.
"If they did betray ye, I'd help ye hunt 'em down. Send me ravens to look for 'em where ever they went until ye made yer peace. Of course. I hope ye'd never need my assistance there...." She absolutely lied through her teeth. He wasn't the only one holding his darker tendencies back. Her malicious nature was washing over her in pings. Garnering her anger and hatred, though she didn't want this to be the case, it was just the Obscura only amplified what she already felt. She could hardly hold back her talons from forming as all she would want is to happily hunt the girl down herself. But what would that do but make the loyal wolf hate her more than anything. She bit into her own cheek to get her fill on the taste of blood. Figuring it'll have to do until she could go on a mission and forget. Thankfully the sun had left, and her addition to the darkness could do unnoticed. The air only thickening with it.
She never felt this before. She could never explain it or begin to try. She wasn't even sure she liked it. Was this was true envy felt like? It make her sick. So she would bite into her cheek with her fangs even deeper. Enjoying the sensation of the pain and tasting her blood. This will do....she just buried her face in his fur. This would do.
He would lick at her cheek and surprise her. Break her out of her angry trance, the affection both sunk her heart and made it flutter. She wondered if her could feel it. She wonder if he could smell her wound. She preferred to stop thinking at all. She was already under veil, but now she wanted to disappear even more.
"We should meet lots while we can, Úlfr" Úlfr was simply wolf in old Icebergian. Her way to endearingly give him a name only she would use, and hopefully only she would understand. "I still got ta listen to ye play and sing for me and though there's hardly anything here, I could show ye around. There's a restaurant I enjoy frequenting if ye ever want to come." She nuzzled into his fur to stave off her embarrassment. "I plan ta travel, I'm finally strong enough to. When I do, I'll stop in the south so ye could show me the beaches."