Erica smirked, reaching up quickly to place her hand over his mouth once he started to ramble. She raised an eyebrow in amusement and cocked her head to the side just slightly. "Who's Cora?"
It was a name she didn't recognize, one that he seemed to know from the scent that came with her name. She must be from Beacon Hills if he mentioned her... but she'd never met a "Cora".
His nervousness wasn't lost on her. Hadn't been lost on her the moment he made the decision to approach, but the fact that it was back now had her drawing her hand away so he could speak again. She wasn't out to hurt him. She wasn't planning on hitting him with anything. But she couldn't really blame him for being freaked out, she supposed. After all, the last time he'd seen her she'd been trussed up in a basement while he got his ass kicked.
"I don't know how to explain it," she started, blinking as she took in the sight of him once again. The fact that she couldn't put her finger on it bothered her. "You just seem more..." The words were escaping her, something else that was annoying. But then, as if by some miracle, a word flashed in her head that sounded correct.