He closed in with a determined gaze, showing no signs of fatigue. Not that he let on to her, at least. "I'm afraid you're not going to lose me that easily. I can do this all night," he answered cockily, emboldened by her surprise.
Exar had to admit she had plenty of perseverance, but flattery was most welcome. As far as compliments went, he couldn't find much else going for the creature. He watched as she made a show of possessing nothing and cocked his head. "I thought we could talk then," he coaxed, voice inviting. "Get to know each other?” His expression turned more menacing as she posed, eyes darkening with desire.
"And I know there are other places you might have tucked it. Would you like me to check?" He was close to the amulet again, sensing it approximately where she stood. Having a chance to think helped, allowing him in focus in on the dark energy that called to him so readily. “But if we're going to get to know one another, I'd prefer to see your true form, know your species. Are you afraid I'm not going to like your real look as much? Believe me, I'd surprise you." Knowing the extent of its abilities would have helped there. Who knew how many freakish aliens they'd discovered in millennia? At least this one had an intriguing ability, even use. Hand outstretched, Exar reached out toward her upper chest, testing if she was as interested in games as she played at.