"Originally, I wouldn't have felt strongly either way," Ishiah replied, still bound to honesty as he ever was, and too taken aback to filter himself for any special gain. He felt something knotting uncomfortably in his stomach, which forced him to shift in his seat. Notably, slightly away from where Trixa was, a subconscious choice that quickly rose to the forefront of Ishiah's mind. "I only asked so as to know whether or not I needed to know how to respond to it on a regular basis."

His eyes widened a touch at her expression.

"Now I'm beginning to doubt whether or not I want it at all."