Viltez does his best to calm his shocked visage, the guilty expression on Aryx's face making feel bad. [i]'I'm not angry, I hops he doesn't think I'm mad'[/i] He swallows, his expression turning curious rather than surprised as his tail relaxes a little more. His ears burn a little however when his guest seems surprised that he didn't recognize what happened to his tail. “No, don't worry, it didn't hurt, it was just, really strange. Like ice running up my spine. Not unpleasant, just very different.” He ducks his head slightly in embarrassment.

“It's always wandering over thing, and I don't pay it much mind. I suppose I should start learning such things. I mean, I am a grown man now, I guess it's about time I learn to use this thing. . .” His voice trails off as Aryx raises his hand over his tail again. The appendage contracts only slightly just before he touches it, but as soon as his fingers run across it it becomes very tight around the stranger’s arm once more. Once again the odd sensation runs up the half beastman's spine at the touch, but this time the sound from his throat is muffed with an effort.

Swallowing again, his eyelids drooping slightly. “That, really is interesting. Your fingers are warm, I can feel that temperature difference, and the skin pulls on the hairs, unlike the stone and wood it's normally touching.” He looks down to his own fingers, a confused look on his face. “I've never. . .Pet it before, but on occasion I fiddle with the fur near the base of the blade. It's never felt like this though.” He looks back at the tail, the blade slowly sifting against Aryx's upper arm. “I've always supposed it's a weapon of some sort, maybe it's less sensitive next to the part that suppose to strike things.” he muses.