Illyana's tail flicked and then drooped down as she heard a voice speaking to her. Even if it was a stranger there was always something strange that twisted inside of her when someone saw her like this. At least it wasn't as bad as when it was someone she knew. Still, it was strange to feel so conflicted about it. It shouldn't matter. Why should she care what others think? Yet...she shook her head and a weird smile tugged at her lips as she looked at Yuki.

"Better than the one I left inside," the smile twisted a bit more and she tilted her head. The sword faded from her hand, disappearing back to where she summoned it and she wiped a bit of blood from the corners of her mouth. "Don't trust new people you see here. They are not what they seem."