Killian Velvet
Killian looked up at Xavier at the cub comment before his cheeks flushed. Shit, his ears had slipped out. He cleared his throat and chuckled at Aethel's comment about the twins. "I'll keep that in mind."
He watched Aethel sniff the air before humming lightly and giving a slight nod. He gave a soft breath, looking between Aethel and Lucian. "When I was younger.. I was.." She tilted his head back and forth, looking to Xavier for a moment before looking back. "Kidnapped and raped during one of my heats. My therapist told me being overscented during the entire thing is what has me.."
He pursed his lips, looking to Lucian. "... I'm not sure the word. But if it's not compatible, I get violently and literally sick. Sometimes had a C-PTSD attack. Depends on the scent. I only have- had one scent that will calm me down. Mister Kimb." He waved his free hand gently. "It's also why I get sick with my own scent."
He cleared his throat gently, picking up the water he'd had there for a while and then looked to the two. "Since I'm in pre-heat.. I thought now would be a great time to see if we're compatible. The more scents that can calm me down, the better, honestly." He gave a weak smile. "Just don't be upset if I throw up all over you."