"My compliance, Professor?" Zana asked, apparently surprised that he should be interested in securing such a thing. Her smile was wicked as she glanced at him. "I've always found that the best way to ensure my compliance is to ask me very nicely to do something I already want to," she replied. Her voice was soft and amused as she looked at him and her crystal blue eyes regarded him as though she found him to be, as she had said, endearing. He didn't like the way that she turned his words back on him, Zana thought, but then if that was the case then he should be more careful in what he said, she considered. That way, she'd have nothing to twist.
And then he did it again. "Your looks, Professor? I don't believe I've mentioned your physical appearance once, have I?" Playing the conversation back, Delroth's daughter was quite sure. She'd thought plenty, especially about his bushy overhang over his eyes. "It is your behaviour I find adorable, I assure you." Just a slight pause and then she added, "But it's good to have a robust ego. Well done, you." Zana enjoyed the sort of verbal sparring and more than that, she enjoyed the ever-so-slight look of surprise on his face when she asked him relevant, insightful questions.
Immortals help her.
If he had any idea just how close to actual dying of boredom she had come, he'd pity her, she was sure. Watching him curiously, Zana wondered what he would do if she asked him to pity her, in fact. She didn't ask, but it was a thought. She looked at him when he spoke of blood being the best bet. That was good, it was what she and Cassian were using already - although he'd suggested that bone might be useful, too. When he spoke about Edasha's tears, though, Zana's lips lifted into a slight smile "Well, if your theory is correct, Professor, Edasha is my Aunt," she replied. "And as much as I can be a dreadfully selfish person, I would not wish tears on a family member." She shrugged slightly and looked up at him with an impish expression. "As for someone else's beauty, Professor, I personally have always believed that true beauty comes from within." She had innocent and truthful down to a fine art, it seemed.
When he agreed to call her by her first name, Zana smiled in genuine pleasure. Did she have any questions thought? With a thoughtful frown she was quiet for a moment and then asked. "I have two. Do you work with the medical department in order to maximise the efficiency of the blood you use and," considering it she nodded a little at the thought. "Where do you get the blood from?"
I'll lay you down and when all else fails, drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails