"I...Thank you, Varus." Butterflies in your stomach...she'd heard that phrase before but never knew what it felt like or when you'd even feel that way. Hell, originally she though that it was only humans who had that feeling. Now she knew. It was so odd, but it made her almost giddy with happiness. Maybe...maybe she just wasn't being herself. Maybe she just didn't know it and after she got this over a done with she'd act differently somehow. The Varyx didn't like that thought. In fact, she outright [i]refused[/i] to believe it. This was [b]Taerys[/b], not some damn imitation. What she was feeling was true.

Her attention then turned back to the matter in hand. No point delaying it any longer, as much as she enjoyed sitting here talking to Varus. Afterwards she could show him that this was her true face. It had been a long while since the last Vahna, yes, but right now she swore that she was no different than if she had done it yesterday. 

With a quick nod up at Varus, Taerys breathed in deeply, letting it slowly back out again to calm herself and almost forget completely about the physical world. She'd done this so many times that it was basically second nature to her. With a deftness that only someone with experience could bring, Taerys gracefully moved the tip of the dagger down so that it penetrated her skin and slid it diagonally across her wrist. It was not a deep cut by any means but it was enough that the venom could easily enter her bloodstream and take effect nearly immediately. Her mouth twitched slightly; she could still feel at least a little pain. A few seconds passed and her vision began to blur and she let the dagger clatter to the floor as she became weaker. Normal, but nonetheless it still scared her. She was never sure how long it would last each time.