Izzy returned Carasus’s golden stare for a short moment before looking away. Though calmer now, less menacing, she still could not bring herself to meet his gaze for long.
	[i]Calm,[/i] she thought with a snort. [i]Right.[/i]
	Her nose pulled up in a half snarl at, yet again, being called his servant, but she bit her tongue. Her expression turned to one of surprise as he gave his request.
	“What?” He wanted to [i]talk?[/i] She looked back up to him, ignoring the urge to turn away, as he continued. “Okay,” she answered uncertainly, drawing out the word. She drew in a breath and slowly returned to her feet, still keeping a fair distance between them.  She tried to keep her voice even as she continued. “And what is it we need to discuss?”