Aeria felt his eyes upon her. Felt him studying her in attempts to figure her out. It wouldn't do him any good. No one has ever been able to figure her out. Or figure out the meaning behind her riddles and words. Her head shakes as she listened to him. "If I had mercy and your life was filled with such suffering...I would have ended such suffering." She says. Trying to keep him at a distance. Moving her gaze elsewhere. Listening to him. "It would be far better than being what I am...what I am is far more destructive. You at least know those who are going to betray you and stab you in the back...you know where that danger will come from. I, however, do not have such a mercy bestowed upon me." She turns her back to him. "They can try all they want but they will not succeed in truly getting rid of such weakness. Not in the ways they go about it." She shrugs a bit. "Ninety percent of all vampire kind are morons. Ninety percent of most living creatures are morons. There is only ten percent of any race that actually have brains that they use." Her gaze moves elsewhere once again. "I wouldn't like it being in your shoes but you wouldn't like it if you were in mine either." She points out.  Shaking her head and frowns a bit. "Are you hungry?" She says gruffly. Trying to sound cold hearted yet totally not succeeding.