Letting his hand lie limp in her grasp, Kurloz watched as her pale fingers kneaded gently into the heel of his hand and progressed further, along his arm in slow, careful sweeps. He shifted when he knew she needed him to, offering the other hand. Beneath her, he'd begun to purr quietly, a nearly inaudible sound that shifted and ebbed slowly as he breathed. There's no place in human society that you can fit into and still develop the ability, he added, his eye rolling to glance back at her before resting again. He let the images filter from his mind into hers about what he knew would happen if she built upon her current knowledge, understanding and usage of her powers. He wasn't objecting to it by any means, it was simply more of a warning of the near absolute possibility. Could teach you more but that'd take a while...