After she opens the door, she's deeply ashamed of the way Will's eyes travel her body, inspecting the marks left by her master. Though, at this point in time she was unable to do anything, so instead, she lets Will in and moves to stand next to Ivan. She could feel the sudden tension in the air as her blue eyes settle on the floor, arms hanging limply at her side. She's aware of the cold amusement pouring off her master in waves and the terror that courses through her body, though she doesn't fear for her own safety, she fears for Will.

When she finally allows her gaze to travel back up to Will, she watches as his emotions travel from rage to an almost pleading look in return to hers. Anxious at what he's about to do, Vhalla is surprised to see him extend a hand, feigning politeness. Her master arches a brow, regarding the hunter's hand with a look of contempt, before extending his own leathery hand to shake Will's. A smile curls upon his features, though it doesn't touch his eyes. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance, William," he responds, his light Russian accent coating his words, before clasping his hands behind his back once again.

Vhalla was suddenly surprised to see Will utterly and completely control his once raging emotions as he takes a step back and lets his hands settle into his pockets. The assassin knew what he brandished in those pockets of his as she sends another pleading look in his direction so he wouldn't attempt anything foolish. It was at William's next words that has Vhalla's emotions reeling in panic. The only reason why Will had been invited inside was because her master had heard his words and his curiosity was still clear on his features.

Simply raising his brows, a knowing smile brandishing his lips he takes a look over his shoulder, meeting Vhalla's eyes before she drops her gaze to the floor again. She was certain she had to be careful to not let her emotions give her away, though she was wary Ivan already knew more of what was going on. "Now William, I believe it is rather rude to lie to someone you have just met. I fully expect it from my pet here but as newly acquaintances, I'm oddly disappointed," he purrs before taking a step back to position himself behind Vhalla, letting his hands settle on her shoulders, his long fingers grazing his bite mark he left recently.

"My dear, I truly am impressed you allowed another man into your... home," he says bending down to speak in her ear. Repressing a shudder, she can feel the sting in her neck as he continues to stroke the place he fed from earlier, "Perhaps we shall have more conversations in bed, you're much more honest between the sheets," he chuckles darkly in her ear, though he speaks loud enough for William to hear, before pulling away to stand at his full height, though his hands remain possessively on her shoulders.

Vhalla stays quiet though her blue eyes flicker up to Will's to inspect him every once in a while. She knew well that her master was simply egging the hunter on, Ivan would enjoy a tussle with anyone who had the nerve to challenge him. The assassin simply prayed to whatever gods were out there that William would remain impassive.

"Might I ask, what is all this nonsense about love? Such a tedious thing if I may add."