Ironically, Naomi did blush a little when she found herself naked. Now genuinely worried since she was quite established in the opposite position she had at the start of this little encounter. Her death was imminent, but still she refused to beg for her life lest the tables manage to turn once again. "Don't you think to forgive me. Just because your wings are gray doesn't mean you aren't fallen. With your knowledge of virtue and my knowledge of sin, we both know that vampirism is a disease born of necromancy. One of the worst sins short of the cardinal seven. And you willingly accepted it upon yourself. What does that make you?"