"Wow someone pissed off a bigger demon today nya." Nekomata's perched atop a nearby pillar, a scarf wrapped around her neck and a knit hat complete with little ear sleeves to accommodate hers while she watches Ixis Naugus slowly bleeding out in the Nexus.

"You might wanna clean yourself up mya." Concern? Disgust? Hunger? Who knows!

Her poker face is stellar when she wants it to be.