Ban'ma was surprised to find that her kill was still there, having completely forgotten it existed. She flushed and nodded before dipping down to snatch it in her maw. Saying anything more at this point would just add to the awkward feeling that was beginning to grow, so she merely nodded and left.
Aziz hadn't taken her kill, which was gracious, but he was a comfortable male, after all. Not like Achal, though. Achal was love personified and as forgiving of her actions as the day was long, but Aziz....Aziz had a sort of royal air about him that made her want to know more.
Maybe the balance had already been tipped more than she would ever know.
