The doll's head tilts at an inquisitive angle. She had been the recipient of many a stare to the newly blooded Hunters upon their second appearance in the Dream yet their stares felt nothing quite like this one's gaze. It was.....strange, her 'insides' queasing in an impleasing way.

Was this...displeasure? Disgust? And with that realization she was feeling those emotions, they were washed away in a wave of silent pleasure. She was experiencing more and more emotions every day.

Oh, they both had been staring at one another like the maddened again. Perhaps she aught break the silence

"Are you cold? That is what I asked."