"Don't tell me they sent him after me this time..." She muttered after his words, grasping it was a threat. She spoke harshly barely audible to Anyone but herself. The darkness latching back onto her wound yet she didn't flinch this time. Her eyes flickered open to closed a few times. The whites of her eyes turning fully black when they stopped. The shadows crept up her hands forming claws between her fingers which curled into fists. The claws curled almost into themselves at the end.  

"Come on twice in a day... It's not Christmas you know. No need to give me more attention. " The voice was louder. Sliping from her mouth in poison dipped words. Nothing like the girl who once sat before him. Een the way this thing held itself was different instead of closed off she lent against the chair and started to pick at the open wound and darkness twirling a strand of darkness in her fingers.