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She watched his demeanor change, and in acknowledgement to this, her golden gaze narrowed slightly with intelligence and amore or less a silent I see what you're doing
In her mind, he was probably putting on a front, but for the sake of gaining friends, not enemies, she let it go for now. 

"A pleasure." She smiled, adjusting to face him in her sit. 
Almost mirroring his own assumed front of confidence, she straightened her posture to appear more alpha-like. She was, and is, an alpha, after all. 

"Lucky for you, two is better than one in a hunt." She chuckled; "How about a deer? There should be some in the area. Help me take one down, I'll share the benefits?" The invitation was lightly teasing, as if she would keep all of the venison for herself. 
She wouldn't. but a light jest never meant any harm. 

Nyra would test him, see if he was worth bringing into the Saints. 
Was he a capable hunter? That, at the very least, mattered. 

For a pack ripe with fighters, she wanted to test these new waters with Xicor gently, at least at first, before the question would fall from her lips. 

Getting straight to the point with recruiting strangers never proved fruitful in the past. So, some tact, and patience, was needed.