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The mysterious she-wolf pointedly meets his eye, unafraid and confident just as much as himself. It has him raising a brow in curiosity and he allows his gaze to continue to lock with hers as she greets him back. Her voice is almost coy, though her eyes seem more devious. As if she has a mock shyness to her, perhaps it’s an act to shake his guard. As she continues she introduces herself by the name Nemesis. Interesting; only slightly suspicious. Is a thought that passes through him. As she continues he wonders what goals she is trying to achieve. 

“Oh?” He hums, punctuating the word with a slight tilt of his head. “And what would those be, dear?”