Ava watched the expressions that flowed across Lyk's face as his words came out in a rush. He had a deep anger and resentment, which was understandable, but something that Ava did not have. She had never had to deal with death or murder, her existence and been one of relative peace. They never needed to hunt for food, and those that donated were greatly compensated.
She was about to comment, when there came a knocking at the door. Immediately, Lyk got up and answered. But his body language and tone of his voice revealed his irritation. She had touched on something she had no idea would ignite such furry, and for a moment she was slightly embarrassed. As Lyk shut the door in the human's face, she had a slight grin as she watched him go back to his side of the room.
"I am sorry Lyk, I was not trying to insult you. All these things are new to me, unlike for the rest of you. I have a natural instinct for preservation, but I guess I have much to learn." She offered her true feelings.