His judgmental expression doesn't change the slightest as he watches her. His pale eyes remain watching her face intensely. Judging by the way he looks at her it's clear that his interest in her is only kept because of the situation he finds himself in. If they had met before he was frozen he very well may have just eaten her if he found her too annoying to deal with. It's always good to put a half breed in their place every so often.

One of his claws digs into the earth when she touches him and his muscles tense, shifting his scales against her hand. Dangerous. But he lets it slip in order to allow her to finish what she has to say. His impatience mounts as she goes on her little spiel, some smoke coming from his nostrils. A scavenger indeed. He has nothing ill to say about scavengers, being one himself at the end of the day. But at least he doesn't feel the need to act so mischievous. Regardless, he understands what she's talking about and her reasoning.

The offer she makes, however...

Genrit'khaath slowly leans his head down, bringing it directly in front of her. His eyes practically start burning holes into her as he takes a steady breath, the exhale bathing her in heat. He's quiet for a few moments, glaring her down. Eventually he opens his mouth slightly, giving her a clear view of his rows of sharp teeth as he speaks, his words practically dripping with venom. [color=6ecff6]"You have saved my life. I am not too proud as to not recognize this. Keep the gold as a reward."[/color] A deep growl rises from his throat as he continues. [color=6ecff6]"Now, if you ask me for a favor I will consider it. But do not assume you have any sort of control over me."[/color]

Another wave of heat exits his bladed maw. [color=6ecff6]"Understand?"[/color]