Without a word, the woman darted off, away from the girl that had saved her, and the creature who'd ripped her arm clean off. 

	"[i]Thank you?[/i]" he hissed, "I was going to eat that, [i]surely a bouquet of docile sweetness and innocence would mix will with her chosen spouse[/i], what am I to do now? Oh but what? But what? A splendid evening of fine dining, ruined! Inconsequential voles to be viciously vindicated by a very voracious [i]Vale.[/i] How come? How so? How would you? How [b]could[/b] you?" The man babbled on and stepped forwards slowly. A sharp inhale followed his incoherent spiel, and his smiled widened. 

	"You smell simply [i]magical.[/i]"