From the notes of the psychiatrist assigned to Subject Z ...while not yet a teenager, signs of arrogance are manifesting.
At his reply, Kalini blinked. "What do you mean?"
"You asked about my cologne. I'm not wearing any." He grinned.
"Then it's your soap." She tried to find an excuse.
"I've not had a proper shower since they caught me." Which made him long for some soap to scrub away their touch. He knew what kind of samples they'd bled and milked him for.
"Well, good for you, even when you stink, you smell good."
"Thanks, I think." His lips twitched. She was a foot shorter than him with an arrogant attitude. Her skewed bangs didn't detract from her fierce cuteness. Even more attractive, she wasn't impressed by him at all. "Since I'm pretty sure you want to change topics, let's go back to shifting. The tail is obviously in place. What about claws?"
She held out her hands. "In need of a manicure but not gnarly."
"Feet?"
"I'm able to wear open-toe sandals if that helps."