Viltez smiles in relief. [i]'I'm so glad he's not freaked out by it. I mean, it was practically trying the snake inside his clothes'[/i] His smile widens and he shrugs at the man's last statement. “I have no problem with you staying as long as you need to. The place is big enough for two, especially since you don't seem to have much in the way of belongings, and tomorrow I can but some more stuff if the couch proves too hard tonight.” He pauses for a moment then adds, “Actually I was wondering if you'd like to take the bed. I find the bench comfortable enough and wouldn't mind letting you take the more comfortable surface, heh.” He coughs lightly and looks towards his room briefly. 

As if suddenly remembering something he turns back to his guest with a rather bashful grin. “Oh, yeah, my tail. . . .” It comes forward to wag a few times in front of his face before dropping down to the floor to slither about the table legs. He chuckles lightly. “It, um, I think it's because I don't work with it enough. I don't really have time, or even a reason to get more control of it. I mean, it does what I need it to during the day which is sit still and remain tight.” He gestures vaguely behind him towards the wall. “And I guess it at least works to my benefit. I found out on accident that it can hold my weight!”

Shifting slightly he get a little bit of a far away look in his eyes. “I was in the forest a few years ago, looking for a lost pet for one of the village girls. A pack of wild dogs use to plague the area and while I was searching I came across them. I couldn't out run them, so I climbed the first tree I could and got fairly high up before a branch gave out under my fingers.” Behind him his tail rises, lashing back and forth in an agitated manner. “I thought I was going to fall and break my neck, or if not that the dogs were going to maul me. But then snap!” His tail lashes out to the side, the blade making a slicing sound in th air but stopping before striking anything. “It unraveled in an instant and locked around a branch, the blade cutting into the bark. I managed to shift around and get my feet on a branch after dangling for a few seconds and it automatically wrapped a few times around the branch it had caught. Like it was making sure I didn't fall again.”

The tail drifts back down tot he floor and begins scraping gently against the stones at the base of the fireplace. Viltez lets out a sigh and re-focuses on his Aryx. “It was incredible, and it's actually very comforting to know it can help me when I'm in danger.” His soft smile fades and his brows crease in worry. “However it makes me a bit more paranoid. It coming out that time was completely involuntary, and I guess it was responding to my fear. I. . . .If something scared me enough and any of the villagers are around. . . .” He shudders lightly, his whole body tensing for a moment. After a second he relaxes and smiles once more at the other man. “Sorry, I'm being a little too paranoid, heh.” Unclasping his fingers he begins painting little invisible designs on the table.