Karr made no moves to be aggressive or close the distance between them. At least not yet. He dug into the bag, pulling out a strip of jerky and chewing as he watched her. "Ya might be surprised, mutations work in funny ways," he added with a grin. It was true enough, his ability to inject emotions into people could make sex quite interesting, but that was likely the last thing Laura wanted to think about. He absently licked his fangs before he continued chewing again, a low rumble of satisfaction leaving his chest.
Brown eyes went wide when Laura popped her claws, Karr's thick brows shooting quickly up. "Awe fuck, yer kiddin' me?" He groaned, tossing his head back and letting his eyes roll skyward. "Even a girl's got bigger claws 'n me?" Not fair, not fair at all. Karr grumbled and sheathed his claws, looking rather like a sulking kitten for a moment as he studied the female through a squinted glare. "What do ya mean, 'ours'?" He questioned crisply, pushing off the wall and taking a slow, deliberate step closer to her. He was quite suddenly aware that she was up to something, or knew something he did not, and Karr did not at all like being set up to play the fool. One could argue he did that well enough on his own.