Cyne saw the smile on Elara's face, even if it was the briefest of smiles. Something in the way she moved and talked almost seemed to change as she talked about the old days, before the Sundering. He also thought about her offer.<i>Decisions, decisions. </i>Should he stay in the room with the one vampire who hasn't tried to kill him on sight, or should he space himself for the newly crowned Queen who might use him to flaunt her power? He decided he should probably keep her in his own sight, as well as keeping anything out in the way of the Queen possibly working to his benefit.<br/><br/>"I'll remain with you Elara, as they say, keep your friends close, and the vampires closer."<br/><br/>He winced a little as he realized that the things he'd heard the soldiers say about their enemy during the war probably wasn't quite the right phrase to tell his captor. He didn't know if she'd caught on or not, as she continued taking off her armor, and watched her as she walked towards what was apparently a pool. He could see the magic in the air, the purity almost dazzling.<br/><br/>"That's some heavy magic to be in such a room, do you have your own mages here in Arcadia? I thought only humans had magic prowess?"<br/><br/>The idea of a vampiric mage scared Cyne, the bloodlust and physical power of a vampire with the magic of the humans, an unstoppable beast of pure devastation. He shuddered at the thought, even as he watched the feminine vampiress dip into the pool.