Haunted Wood Catatonic

She looked to him, a soft grin at him wariness. She'd be the same, that is why she is laying her cards bare.
"Trust me and we can have more than we can have alone."
Together, they'd be formidable... Rokig would be in the ranks too, she'd juggle them nicely. Besides, there'd be other characters to play with along the side.
She could be classed as an enigma. Or just plain psychotic in the way she played with people and their minds until she broke them.
She was vain.

"Rid yourself of me now, and you will regret it on so many levels." Her words slowed, spelling them out for him neatly. A soft threat that held many promises. If he rid of her now, he'd lose an ally, a potential mate (Uterus for hire), strength and he'd be risking all he'd be building here.
That was if he didn't manage to kill her.
But she was faster than he, for sure.

She made her move then.
Her hip lightly, briefly, touched his, her tail overlapping his and her face drew slightly closer. Enough to make the reclusive male feel cornered, as such.
"I'm yours to command, Warlord."
Then, as quick as she swept in, she pulled back to her original position and carried on walking, provided he didn't retaliate in any way.