Her expression grew pained, sad, that heartbreak for him coming to the surface quite easily as she allowed it. "I understand. In another life," she paused for a moment as if the words were difficult, "I was a slave. So I understand. True trust is hard to earn when no one has been trustworthy for such a long time." The details, she would keep close to her chest but she could offer him that much knowledge. She would be the emotions while he kept his distance.
Juliette allowed herself to be pulled in close, listening to his words and shivering slightly - those were some of her favorite activities after all. And suddenly they were in a cocoon of darkness. Her arms casually looped around his shoulders in their hidden place in the night. "Hunting and killing... makes you security, no?" Suddenly, a thought formed making an earnest suggestion, "Though, with your talent for shadows, you could make quite the shadow puppet show."