Seveline narrowed her eyes a little as the vampire male spoke, but made no move to threaten him further. Her fingers slowly loosened from her sword's hilt, but did not leave it, expecting a trick. His tone of voice was calm, she would almost call it cocky; standing before a slayer with such a grin on his face. Still, she refused to let herself attack unless he gave her cause to do so. That was her rule. Sev took in every word, assessing the situation carefully, but finding no catch to what he was saying. The words themselves were a shock, an obvious one by her expression.<span style="font-style: italic">'A vampire who refuses to attack humans? What a rare thing to imagine.'</span>"Well, aren't you a strange one." She mumbled beneath her breath before truly responding. "If that is your intention, then do as you may. Then leave." Her tone was cold, as she had no need to be friendly. Her fingers finally left her sword handle, her other hand still touching the wall of the alley.<br/><br/>Her eyes wandered a little, mere intentions of making sure he was not hiding anything. But her gaze did more than that. He looked strong, yet not intimidating. She didn't doubt that he would put up quite a fight if she chose to harm him. His tall frame and muscular arms were donned in a dark cloak. He was quite-<span style="font-style: italic">'What on earth am I thinking?'</span>Seveline quickly returned her eyes to his, refusing to let such thoughts overcome her. That was ridiculous and out of line. She gave him one last tilt of her head before she turned, intent on heading back to the barn. The sun had fully set, and the moon was on its rise. Her job was not over yet. In fact, it was just beginning.