Nora followed the tilt of his head, her eyes straying back the way she had come. The door was there, and beyond the door there were packs of humans. Just roaming about to torment her, she was sure, each one of them smelling like an entree. With a little frown, she unfolded. If this was his place, his attraction, she wasn't going to be rude about intruding. Nora didn't like being rude, or anything like that.
"Yeah, just started," she confirmed, pausing a moment before putting her hand into his. "No, I'm not poisonous. Just, uh... hungry." With the extra leverage, Nora was on her feet in just a moment, straightening her outfit. It was nice – she'd had to dress nicely for the Lady's Table. "Are you? Poisonous, I mean. That seems like it would be sort of cool. Bit off-putting for others, but..."