Lilith glanced at the extended hand and smiled whimsically. [i]Humans have such bizarre rituals.[/i] She grabbed his hand gently, her slender fingers curling around his. Her grip tightened when he tried to shake their hands and shook her head gently, “It’s not official yet, Aleks.” She realized she had called him by a nickname and pondered the fact for a moment. She wasn't one to give someone a nickname given her opinion on names in general, and it seemed odd to her that things would be different now. There truly was something odd about this man but now wasn't the time to try to figure it out.

“I need you to swear on your soul that you accept the terms of this contract. I know it’s a little old fashioned, but I have to know you’re serious about this.” Her face looked almost apologetic that she was being so particular, but the emotion was insincere. This was business for both of them so the fox wanted insurance for if, or more likely when, Aleks tried to screw her over. Although she did not like it, Lilith was beginning to respect the young man’s intellect and charisma so she knew she had to plan every move carefully. No doubt he was doing the same.

[i]703 hearts left… why did he have to remind me?[/i] In truth, Lilith wasn't doing too badly considering she had only begun eating hearts a few years ago, but her pace was slower than she would have liked. It was mostly because she was careless in her work. The fox spirit didn't try to cover her tracks or even hide the bodies. Often times she stayed in an area until people started recognizing her as the last person to see a man alive. Once people started asking for her, it was time to leave. It was time consuming and risky to relocate so frequently, but for whatever reason the kumiho never bothered to do things more efficiently. In contrast to such unpleasant thoughts, the idea of making history was a very appealing. It would be nice to be remembered for once. Lilith had accomplished many noteworthy tasks in her life, but they all went unnoticed by the majority because necessity dictated that she keep a low profile. She made enemies wherever she went and if people began to know whom and what she was, they could easily hunt her down and kill her.