As his hand slipped closer to her neck to try and separate the creature from her, she took a deep breath, and upon letting it out she tried to force her shoulders to drop. The nature of the high collar of her garment meant the arch of her pale neck was put on better display as she dropped her shoulders, hopefully allowing the stranger to place his hands so intimately near her throat. She was presuming that this man wasn’t going to suddenly wrap his hands around her throat and murder her.

Natsukos maid, a nervous girl of 17 and she was standing close by nervously clutching her pinafore as though she herself was in danger somehow from the creature wrapped around her mistresses neck. Ordinarily Natsuko would have snapped at the girl to steady her nerve, to silence her sniveling and stop making Natsukos danger all about her. If she had had any presence of mind she might have realized the ridiculousness of concerning herself with her maids whimpers when she herself was in no small amount of peril.

As he explained that it had 3 heads, she fought back a slightly hysterical scream at the prospect of what, to her untrained ears, sounded like she had 3 snakes inside her dress. The man was very close to her, his hands venturing to places that no gentleman had ever gone before. That alone would have been enough to make her scream, but the sudden feel of the snake coiling and uncoiling as he fought with the head.

In terror Natsuko threw herself away from the man and heard the sound of fabric ripping and felt the shoulder of her gown give way, as cold air hit her shoulder. She gave another scream and her hands came up to protect her dignity.