His attention deviates from his adoration of his own spotted appendage to return once more to the delicate girl whom lingers with clear discontent near the door, his words and posture perhaps having soothed her into a more content state, one those animalistic senses have already seized upon. His words had been true enough, he was no longer hungry and as such she did not readily present herself as a meal. His mind however, still seeks the knowledge of her animal form, her scent teasing within the confines of his fractured mind, assured he knows it and yet mingled with her human scent it is hidden, weak, difficult for his mind to seize upon and yet it is a secret it would seem she is all too willing to share, a foolish choice perhaps, for the boy is so markedly untrustworthy, so very volatile, his moods near as randomly patterned as his leopard pelt and yet for now at least he seems content to maintain his promise despite the darkening of his gaze in the moments in which she offers her animal form. He knows well what a deer is, has consumed many within his time, this prey favoured amongst his pack and yet never has he spoken to one before, never engaged with it and perhaps it is for this reason alone that darkness within his haze is forced back, that desire to hunt quelled for now though it seems his vocals remain disobedient enough, the words spoken almost absentmindedly, seemingly to himself as he continues to stare at the floor- one of many indications perhaps, that the boy is not quite sane.

"Sometimes....pack hunts deer. I am...the best hunter."

Whether indeed this is some form of threat or merely a statement cannot be said, the tall young man remaining seated all the same, form kept loosely as he offers a desire for a game of sorts, wild dark eyes lifting once more to meet her own as she returns her weapon to the counter top, one hand reaching back to unleash her hair from it's restraints, locks tumbling down to her shoulders as his head simply tilts to the side, though whether her appreciates such a gesture or is simply attracted to the movement cannot be known entirely before she moves to very near kneel upon the ground once more, asking after the game as his lips pull suddenly into a devastating grin, youthful features aglow beneath tousled hair as he releases his tail, the gold and black appendage flicking to the side as he suddenly moves to stand, shockingly long limbs unfolding once more as his attention returns to Fae.

"I will....do the counting.....and Fae will.....hide and I will...search. If I find Fae.....I win."

He nods, as if to ascertain his own thoughts in this, continuing to watch the girl for any sign she may find hide-and-seek an objectionable game, though indeed as to what his prize is upon winning the man moves to offer no further information, the game seemingly so childish and yet....dangerous perhaps, within itself. Hide and seek is a hunting game, one every predator plays, one hidden within the guise of innocent game and indeed perhaps that is all it is, perhaps not, the boy making no attempt to explain his own ability in this. She simply cannot win. Not in this game, his rather unique skills assuring no person nor object can hide from him, no matter how hard they try, his Hunters Instinct a deceptively powerful skill and one that already teases at his mind, capable of tracking the woman even with his eyes closed. His manner however, remains calm and seemingly pleasant enough, he had been fed after all, the woman valuable to a certain extent and as such it would be a shame to consume her. A game, yes, just a game. One she is not going to be given a chance to accept or decline as his tail flicks suddenly upward to cover his eyes, black ears folded back as he starts to count- or attempts to, that the boy does not know his numbers entirely clear in this moment, a lack of education within his younger years assuring he is dangerously inept at such things.

"Ten...seventy.....sixty-eighty.....two....five.....thirty-five....."

Clearly he expects her to hide somewhere within the apartment, even if hiding will surely do no good, the boy a rather well experienced cheat.

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push