<span style="color: #FF0000">Yippy skippy. He gets it. Pure bloods hate half bloods. Half bloods hate Pure bloods. And they both hate their own food source. It doesn't make sense to him. They should just ban full blood vamps from mating with humans and then they wouldn't have that problem. But then again, half breeds had been created in order to protect their full blooded relation during the day.<br/><br/>He rubs Relina's back when she leans against him. He had come across her looking ragged and dazed, running a high fever. He had been tracking an infamous vampire down and was returning back to base after killing it. She was maybe four years old at the time. He had sensed their was something special about the girl. When the medical staff at the base had tried to remove the amulet she had shrieked like a banshee, biting, clawing and kicking out at anyone who thought about taking it off.  Eventually they gave up and called in Aaron to help keep her calm. The council later decided to give the still recovering Aaron guardianship over the little girl. He had been watching over her as guardian, mentor, brother and father figure ever since.<br/><br/>"She's got a kick behind her for her size and age. That's what fools people." Aaron smiles, shrugging out of his already warm trench coat in order to drape it around Relina.</span>