Oh. Well. Wasn't this just brilliant? A tight frown crossed her face as she flicked her gaze toward the store, "Milk?" Trance said, a slight question in her voice. "We're out," She said, her tail tightening a bit protectively around her legs as she braced herself against the disgust that he was expressing. She might have been a soft heart, but she could toughen herself against it. She could. But still, he was like Logich in the fact that Trance felt more sorry for him than anything else. As threatened as she might be, she had a deep sympathy for the lack of knowledge that he had.
"You looked upset, so I thought I'd ask," Trance said, crossing her arms over her chest as she tilted her head to the side. "That's not a crime, is it?"