While those words entered her ears, the very heart larger unicorn was literally shattered into tiny fragments on the spot. Yet she managed to keep her temper under control as she nodded in an understanding manner. With the rain which continued to just fall down in gentle drops, Fleur spoke her reply after she had wiped a tear and raindrop out of her eye. "I, suppose... that he was at the wrong time, at the wrong place..." Though deep in her body, on the place that once was her heart was the storm of rage both crawling and brewing. A rage that wanted to drive a stake through the heart of the vampiric unicorn ever so badly and as soon as possible.