V tries to answer, this hiss this time managing to sound a bit more like a sigh.

Tilting their head forwards, they drop both paws, though both still have claws out and look awfully sharp. It's going to take some time to get their head around this...

The next few moments feel like an age, trying to find some kind of inner balance - and maybe reverse all of this.

The next noise they make is more of a growl - not angry, but the ability for speech is still clearly shot. They nod, because part of them does prefer to be alone-

But part of them also really does not.