The sheer amount of self-control her people have been immense. If she tells them to not breathe they won't until she says they can. What does run in their minds, however, giving such devotion to always follow her command? What is it with her that is entirely different? Everyone else fears the Lords that reign in the other towers, and yet, why is there no horror that reigns in her own. What is it that she does that the people follow her without fear? Calista looked at the man, she was not able to gather his name, but she knows his purpose. Everyone wants her land for their own selfish reasons, but she will not give in without a fight. No, she will protect the weres and the humans and the vampires alike.<br/><br/>"It would seem you have yet to gather more information about me," *she smiled, her tame red lips turning into a soft smile, her eyes from her natural purple ones suddenly turned its shade into a very dark blue. Was she both angry and playful, or was this entirely something else.* "All of my men are stationed one floor and down, away from the two of us. They will know, even if you have that silencer, that I have been killed. That is if you actually could." Her lips now turned it a much wider smile.<br/><br/>She wondered though, as her eyes gazed upon the man. She has seen them, shirtless and covered, she knows their anatomy, she knows the feeling of their skin. But still, this man's physique was entirely different. But that aside, her gaze was more curious about his martial ability, and of his uses. Will he turn the tables and help her in her goal? She was unsure for the first time, for they are in the same position where they barely know one another.<br/><br/>"Ten miles from here, there is an encampment of humans. Within my tower are four of its members, bloodied and almost died when my men found them during a scouting mission. They are in good shape now, but they wish their family and friends in the encampment protection." Calista stood up from her chair and slowly walked towards the man, stopping just as his gun was an inch away from her chest. She walked gracefully, no sign of threats in any of her actions. She wasn't here to fight. Now that she was standing, she finds that Nick was much taller than her, for she had to lean her head back to look him in the eyes, her own irises turning from blue to purple to blue. She stood, normally, up to his shoulders, and one would think she looked like a child. But the well-endowed curves of her body says otherwise.<br/><br/>"I am not the enemy, no. I care for the humans," *she told him, her voice soft.* "If you must know, however, I am Calista D'bair, a half human, half vampire."