<span style="font-style: italic">A vampire could never understand huh?</span>Anton looked down and chuckled, the complete opposite of the emotion he was currently feeling. "I think I understand quite well how fragile a life is," he said morbidly. "I was not always a vampire. In fact, for the longest time all of my friends, family and loved ones were human, mortal. And I have had to watch them pass one after another, completely unable to do anything to help them." He looked down and smiled a very hurt smile. "I wasn't even allowed to say goodbye to any of them. They wouldn't even let me near them after what I had become. They died holding a grudge against me that was never forgiven. And if they had forgiven me, for all I know they died crying that they never got a chance to tell me so. You are by no means the only person in the world who had felt great loss, and to think so is childish. But, you never found any bodies did you? How do you know that they are dead. At least confirm it before you go sulking. They could be waiting for you right now. If there was still a chance, would you abandon it just because you're stuck wallowing in self pity? I'm sure they'd expect more of you, even if they are dead."<br/><br/>"That being said, I don't intend to leave the rebellion. But if there truly is a way to still help them, well, I'd like to help you. As a sort of atonement for what I couldn't do for my own loved ones." He turned to the woman, giving her a que to say this idea of hers.