Aeria was in her room...crying. He was treating her like everyone else. Like she was a freak. Maybe she was. A self made freak. A self made fallen. SHe hated him for treating her like she didn't help him out. She hadn't wanted to...she just did. She sniffles and looks at her back in the fully body mirror. Looking at the faintly red scars where her wings had once been. Putting her jacket on again and sighs. She gets up and heads downstairs. He wanted to be a bastard she would not do anything for him. Nope. Not a thing. She sighs and has tears on her cheeks still. Opening the anti-chamber dooor she sighs a bit. Wiping her tears away. "Lucao?" she calls out. Wondering where he butler and protector had gone. She walks past Dagger. Ignoring him as if he didn't exist. Looking at him finally. "You are such an ungrateful being. Why? If I hated what you were...I would have killed you myself." she says acidly.