Eros looks at her. "I can see that happening. I believe all fathers do that. Expecially when your not in agreement with them. And they think that you should be." he says. The way he said it showed he had personal experience with that subject. He shakes his head to clear his mind. "Yeah. They are indeed. I do agree with you." he says. Smiling a tiny bit.<br/><br/>"That is good to hear." he says. "Ones beliefs should not change based on how things occured. If your stance is for vampire rights...then you should stand by them not matter what obstacles are thrown your way." He pauses. "Er...yes...my eyes are extremely sensitive to sunlight." he says honestly. "It will be alright in a few but I put the shades on so I don't go blind." he explains.<br/><br/>He discreetly and unnoticably sniffs the air. Someone was...attempting to harm her. Behind the darkly tinted shades he surveyed the people and then zoned in on the targeting dot. He spins himself behind her...just in time to take the bullet meant to kill her. His eyes widen and he lets out a hissed sound of pain. And looks down.<br/><br/>His skin was smoking. Right in the center of his tummy. An inch above his belly button. He tries to pull the bullet out. This resulted in his fingertips getting burnt. "Shit." he mutters. It was drenched in holy water. Holy water holinized within more holy water. He lets out muffled sounds of pain. And pulls the bullet out. Dropping it upon the ground.<br/><br/>He places his hand over it and pulls his hand away. Damn. He shouldn't have fed earlier...made him easier to make bleed. Cold blood it was still able to bleed itself through injuries. "Get out of here...sniper." he says with teeth gritting tightly in pain.