An unplanned kill, huh? It seemed like a waste, as far as she was concerned. A waste of a life. No matter, she made no comment on such, focusing instead on that which had been shared. "So you killed it without a second thought?" She didn't feel any remorse for the deceased, but wondered about what exactly had prompted the catch. Surely the male wasn't some mindless killer, taking lives out of boredom and nothing more? Sen had half a mind to ask him exactly that, but refrained from doing so lest her suspicions turned out to be true. Of course, she believed she could easily outrun him, but even still, the situation was one she wished to avoid entirely.

"Perhaps you can," the serpent began, moving forward with the conversation. "How long have you been a loner?" The time one might have spent by their lonesome was often looked past, deemed unimportant. Sen, however, saw an opportunity in nearly everything. Depending on his answer, she could twist the conversation, bettering her chances at achieving that which she desired—or so was how it usually played out.

The woman's ears pressed forward when she heard him growl, eyes narrowing in the process. His tone seemed unpleasant, bothering her to no end. "You implied that you'd killed it more on a whim, rather than because you were hungry," she stated, her voice growing colder than the farthest reaches of the north. "Which is something I find to be wasteful." Even if it was only a mouse, it was still valued as a source of food. Especially when the cold came back again with all it's might, even the smallest of prey would be put on a pedestal. If, however, someone went around killing them off just because they could, well... that just wasn't something she could see anyone taking kindly to.

Her question was answered but, once again, a tone she disliked had been used. It worsened her expression, a scowl taking root on her face. "If you're gonna talk like that, then I don't think it'll continue to be of any interest to me," she stated. Though she'd not said so, it was clear she wished for him to better word his phrases, or at least not act as if she was wasting his time. Her ego demanded it, really.

The male, how foolish he was, had the audacity to growl at her. He, some measly male, had displayed towards her aggression. In turn, the woman's eyes narrowed, glaring at him with the gaze of a rattlesnake just before it strikes. Yet, strike she did not, for he was, to her, unimportant and not worth the potential tears in her flesh. She did, however, pull back her lips to reveal her incisors, silently threatening him before her expression became neutral once again. "If you don't want to start fights, you should watch your tone," she'd stated, tail lashing about behind her as if she were a cat. Someday, perhaps she would make him pay for speaking to her the way he had, but for now she'd wanted to offer him not even a second more of her valuable time.

Without so much as another word, Sen continued with her previous trek, moving past the male so that she might linger alone before heading to her next destination. If her departure was permitted and unquestioned, the woman would carry on, glancing not in the man's direction ever again.