He turns casually, banner flashing above his haunches the only signal betraying his serenity. It drew thin lines of crimson on his brilliant alabaster pelt, thus the tips of his whipcords had been stained red. Words anchor his jaws ajar, allowing the pure sound to escape effortlessly.

.. Lilly
.. Come here
.. I'be business to attend to, and you're involved

.. The lurid smirk twists further, the assassin's voice growing in intensity as he stares doggedly towards the opposing femme. He bares his teeth briefly, as if in a smile, though it appeared more of a snarl.