Altar of Twilight party time, excellent

The girl's comment brought a wave of laughter out of her. A light sound, accompanied by a small shake of her head - like she wasn't going to answer that question. But she did, happily. "When you live on your own for as long as me - when that's all you've ever known - you develop certain.. Habits." Her smile resumed its place upon her face. "When there is food, you take it. Doesn't matter who did the killing or who is currently eating at the kill, you just go and fight and take. There isn't time for words." She licked her lips, appearing a bit distant as she reminisced. "But that's how I've met most of my allies." Allies. Not friends. Eigma was careful to use the right term.

"Facing off against someone can tell you more about them than.. Talking." Not that talking was totally bad; Eigma just wasn't very eloquent or diplomatic. "Scrapping with strangers is dangerous I guess, but when its all you've ever known.. You learn to appreciate things."