For as much as Tobias watches Anna so does Anna watch Tobias; her small frame slowly turning to follow his movements, never allowing her back to be facing him, two predators sizing each other up. She much preferred him in his animal form, disliking having the pretty kitty turn into the half-clothed man. Anna took note of every detail of him right down to the ever important collar strapped around his neck. A mark that he was someone's pet, a slave more than a servant. She had never cared for the contraptions except when it came to 'dress up time', since in her experience it had made her daywalkers more subservient when they didn't feel like a trapped rat wearing one. His words were broken and haughty like a child, attempting to convince Anna not to tattle on him, that her perception of his behavior was wrong.

Anna raised a brow, intrigued indefinitely by this individual. "Her name, I do believe it was Nadya and she mentioned nothing of love. Packs are created and disbanded over things as simple as food and where to sleep. Love..." The word felt bitterly disgusting in her mouth, nearly spitting it out at Tobias. Of course there were different kinds of love, that between lovers was different between family and even then between friends. While she doted on some of her daywalkers and supernatural charges that came her way every once in a blue moon, never once would she describe what she felt towards them as love.

She was very keen on the fact that Tobias kept pressing closer, his domineering posture causing Anna to bristle internally at the space invasion. Anna brought up her hand and flicked her thumb and index finger at him, a wrinkle of her power making his muscles spasm as if he had been roughly shoved in the chest. It was a warning only. She would not be one to back down, to move and give him the space back...that would only tell a predator that they had won, claiming a particular space. "No, she will not. She ran off. She said, 'give him the food and tell him I am back. Tell him to go to the outskirts at high noon, when the sun is in the middle of the sky.'" Anna's voice lifted and fell, mimicking Nadya's voice fairly accurately as she recalled to Tobias the message she had been asked to deliver. At the time Anna had thought it peculiar that Nadya had specified what high noon meant, believing she was clarifying for her sake, not Tobias' but now upon meeting the boy she understood. Eccentric was perhaps a kind word Nadya had used to describe Tobias to Anna. Her gaze narrowed at him at the mention of a mother. Her mortal memories were but a haze now, hardly remembering what even the sun felt like let alone the touch or sound of her own mother. Her creator however was a different story. "I have no mother. I killed my creator, watched his brain splatter the wall." That night she had had such a tantrum in which her power had exploded, throwing her creator into the wall which unfortunately was straight onto a rod which speared through his brain like butter.

With her task done Anna's attention or rather interest for the whole ordeal was waning. She shifted away from Tobias, eyeing the door that led back down into the dark and unpleasant Syn with its thumping music and sweaty undulating bodies. Perhaps Tobias was eccentric to say the least but maybe he was just eccentric enough to be the perfect match for her. A smile slowly grew on the child's face, her attention glancing back to Tobias, "Do you want to play a game?" There was no telling what havoc they could create and she had not had a partner in crime in centuries, no one to share the joy that creating chaos brought her.