<span style="font-style: italic">"A vampire such as myself? There aren't many vampires like me milady."</span><br/><br/>"As I know too well." Seveline replied, though her voice was suddenly hushed. "I seemed to have stumbled across the only vampire who has ever tries flirting with me in stead of attacking, that's for sure." She took the chance to tease back a little, but it was a weak attempt at such. Her posture was less stiff and cautious, as she was less wary of Blane now that he'd proven himself safe at least. However, her gaze still followed his movements, careful as ever; she was this way with everyone unless they had fully earned her trust.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"So you are Seveline. Cydrao spoke wonderful things about you and your skill."</span><br/><br/>Seveline tried hard to hide her surprise that Blane had figured her out so easily; though not too quick to catch on, but he was very clever. "I-I am." She answered, cursing herself for her stupid stutter; she didn't sound scared, it was more of a nervous mistake... but over what? In all honesty, her mind was weaved into itself, as she had so much on her mind that she couldn't concentrate on one singe thing nor push the tormenting thoughts away; half of them about this strange vampire boy. Could he tell that he affected her so much?