Dem smiles slightly at her words, chuckling even though it hurt. "It's rude to tell someone injured to shut up you know." He coughs and groans as his shoulder aches even more. "Thanks.." He says quietly, wishing he could have just died in the clearing, his arm hurt so bad. 

Destin smiles at her words. "You're sweet, thank you Aya." He then laughs slightly. "Sure!" He glances around before shifting into an ocelot. He stretches as though by instinct and sits, curling his tail neatly around his paws. He looks up at her expectantly, not really sure how she would react. He had never really shifted in front of someone willing to see it, so he was curious what he reaction would be.

(Aww, good night Star!)