Viltez listens to the man's words carefully, his eyes traveling over his face, trying to read him. [i]'I am usually so good at reading those around me, but there is just something so different about him. Something I can't put my finger on'[/i] At his final sentence he locks his gaze on the other man's eyes and looks as deep as he can, seeking out the truth behind his words. He is silent for a time, simply trying to figure out what to do, his eyes unblinking. [i]'He is sincere, I can tell that much, but what do his words really mean? It sounds as if he would not tell any of what I not wish known to anyone'[/i] His head cocks slightly, a faint idea trying to make it's way to the front of his mind. [i]'He is from a distant place. Not too distant, but far enough away that even if he told folk there, it would have no affect on me here. And even if it did, those here know me, and even if they heard such rumors, I doubt they would believe them'[/i]

With a faint sound Viltez looks down as his tail begins uncoiling from his waist. Still beneath the shirt he glances back at his guest and the fireplace flares, showing his nervous face for a moment before the shadows take it again. Then he speaks. His voice is low, barely loud enough for the Aryx to hear. “My life hear depends on those around me not knowing what I am. I love them all very much, but I fear they would not accept me if they knew. . .” Biting his lip the blade at the end of his tail slips out from beneath his shirt behind him and he swallows hard. “You are an honest man, and since you say you will not speak of this, I will believe you.” Slowly his tail snakes out against the wall, away from the fireplace until it reaches the light. 

Sliding out into the light of the flickering flames it curls, curving forward like a man rolling his stiff joints before coming down to settle across Viltez's shoulders. The blade crosses his chest, hooking behind the opposite shoulder so a stretch of the long fury tail settles like a necklace across his chest. Chewing his lip slightly, his eyes on Aryx the whole time his tail did it's own thing, Viltez hums softly. “If you find this strange, or disturbing, I can put it away.” He says lamely, unsure of what to do now that his most guarded secret is out in the open before a perfect stranger.