Rolling her eyes again, Tariana slapped the magazine shut. "Oh goodness, you found out about my psychic abilities, didn't you? Drats." She looked over at the pale human; he was eyeing her closely. Half of her wanted to catch an attitude for him staring but she bit it back. Instead, she stepped a little closer, her eyes locking with his. "You like me, don't you?" She sighed. "This is what all this has been about then, huh? I hope you know that I think you're evil."