Nothing had prepared Cyne for the way Elara responded. Her words were filled with more than the flat words of idle talk, but didn't hold the tone his voice had just had either. She spoke from her experience, he could hear her thinking to the past in her voice. The way she'd paused and looked around confirmed that her thoughts weren't something she had intended on letting others hear. It wasn't unlike the way he'd first talked around his father, and he sympathized with her. He'd be wrong to even suggest his human body would ever be a physical match for her vampiric one. The vampires, what they'd lacked in magic, they more than made up for in their physical speed and strength. The mention of Ava killing her generals made him think back to the fights he'd witnessed, been in the bloody depths of.<br/><br/>"War only seems to have it's uses for the powerful greedily seeking more power. I think of you as a sound ruler for wanting to keep your people at peace." The brutal reality that was war hadn't faded out of his mind in the slightest, and he felt like the bloodlust of both sides wasn't something he'd ever encourage again. He wanted to continue, to console her, but he wasn't sure if the small child or another vampire would stroll by, and he tried to keep her warning of his free speech in check. "Your mercy isn't lost on me, and I hope I give the same impression."