Narda listened as Envy told her about what his sister did. Her eyes went back to where his other ear would have been. She had always wondered what it would be like to have a sibling; to not only have a twin, but a twin who wanted her dead? What a twisted, tortuous life. Narda was no stranger to violence, but to have that become the be all and end all of her existence sent a shiver down her spine. 

The giantess looked sidelong at him. To have been born without that bloodlust and be forced to participate and pretend to survive, and [i]then[/i] to escape it must have taken a great cunning and an iron will. "I've known many great warriors. You have their courage; theirs perhaps even pales in comparison to yours, given your odds." She placed a gentle hand on his chest. "More importantly, you have a good heart. One of a kind, considering your origins. I am glad that our paths have conspired to cross one another." She smiled fondly at him. "Would you mind terribly if I kissed you now?" she asked, grinning. "My turn to make a move."