[Azeil]

"You did not /try/" he said bluntly, flicking his wrist back over his shoulder some, "You did not feel flesh, and so you assumed it was beyond your abilities. You gave up." He frowned a bit at the question, although he supposed it'd come at some point or another.

"Because I find you interesting," he said, "how you fight. What you do." Of course he gave her privacy, but if she was just... /out/, he was often there. He may stalk, but he didn't peep.