Mimicking Janius' posture, Kaleeth rolled onto her back as well and stared up at the roof of their tent. It was quite obvious that she was conflicted. Indeed, she had shown a similar expression a few times over the last week. The matter of her beast spirit was something that had been keeping her awake at night with indecision. 

"I...don't know, really. There's just so much to think about with all of this. I know my beast spirit will never be like yours. Crocodiles aren't like wolves, they don't have the same, what is it? Inhibitions? They're not that social, so they don't worry about trying to fit in with the group. It makes me impulsive when my emotions start running high. I think I have a few choices about what I can do. Getting close to my beast like this, it has helped me understand it more. We understand each other, really. When I fight, or use my strength on something, I feel like I'm letting it into my mind a bit. But, I also think I'm getting into its mind in return. It's strange; I know it's influencing me, but I feel like I'm in better control than I've ever been. I don't ever really feel like its going to push me over the edge and take control. Before, it was always a struggle to stay in charge of my mind. It's like fighting, and doing all those other things helps it to vent." Kaleeth explained. 

Turning back towards Janius, she reached up and placed a hand on his cheek. "I...think I have to decide. I could try to go back to the way things were before. I could try to suppress it; to keep it contained like you can do with yours. I don't think I would have any of these aggressive emotions anymore, but it would probably be easier for me to lose control. Or, I could keep doing this. I could keep fighting, keep letting it out just a little bit at a time. I don't know what I want to do, or what would be best for me...or you, for that matter."