She knew he was trying to be light, trying to use humour but she had been in the ground for half a century and then killed so many... and broken...<br/><br/>She removed the key from the hot fire and placed it to her skin above her hip. It seered and there was a short moment of burnt flesh for a moment. She twitched, once, subtle but once. After all this time the pain was still significant. She removed the key and the new bird was there. She sighed and spoke again the key morphed back and she replaced it in her back. The key turned once more, as always.<br/><br/>"Tell me, if I were to do as you wish, travel with you and such. Would you ask things of me?" It was then that her almost blatant robot serious, unhuman voice seemed to change, soften. She gazed at him, there was something devious there. She leaned her nude form toward him, placing her palm on the ground and moving to her knees, the fire light flickering over her form. She took in his form and face, he was handsome as vampire often are. "What if I wished to ask things of you?" Her tone was almost coy. The long blond strand falling over her shoulders as she moved, sleek, like a cat. This sudden change in her attitude.<span style="font-style: italic">How will he react?</span>She thought.