She would never say it aloud, but she realized Geraint might have a similar affinity for the Old World that Blackvayne did.  The witches would have regarded such a fascination with disdain, as would the werewolves they kept around them.  She looked around at their surroundings and it dawned her how little of this world she had truly explored.  She had thought her missions for Blackvayne had shown her a lot, but it just was not the case and all of those missions were carefully controlled.  Get in, get what I want, get out.<br/><br/>"I've seen other devices...Refrigerators and freezers."  She said, most of Blackvayne's kitchen had appliances from the Old People that ran on one of their generators.  He still preferred to use candles and fires for light, but the vampire had talked at length about how the machines the Old People used simply made for better food.   Even though they had not had much of a chance to eat, she found that she was not really hungry, not yet at least.  Perhaps it was the shock of his change or seeing those mutants, her mind was on other things and her body seemed to follow.<br/><br/>"So you said that side of you, you're worried it's going to just take over someday..."  It pained her to ask this question, because if it led where she worried it might lead, it sort of meant everything they were trying here was useless.  Or at least, it could prove useless.  If they got a bit farther into this quest and he shifted like that again and could not come back from it...Vara was on her own.  "Sorry, I'm just concerned about where that puts us if things go bad, where it leaves me..."  Dead, probably.  Or alone in a fight she could not win.