"I want to know everything," Rose breathed nervously. Her shallow breathing wasn't due to the vampire before her, but rather, the realization that she was up so high. As she looked at Zain, she felt like he was in another place rather than in front of her. Maybe he could sense her anxiety? One thing seemed to press her though. Why hadn't she gotten up and fled? She was in a small area, with a vampire. Vampires bit and drank blood from their victims, but she was still alive. In fact, this vampire had saved her. Why was she still sitting there? In a rather bizarre turn of events, she felt rather safe with him, even if it was simply because he had just saved her from death.<br/><br/>"Are you okay?" she asked with curiosity. "You seem rather distracted...almost as if something was wrong. Then again, it's none of my business..." in embarrassment, she looked down at her feet. The wind blew rather gently, sending soft chills down her spine. In this melancholic, silent mood, she looked down at his hands. Her mind began to wonder what his hands felt like. Were they warm like a human's touch or were they frigid like the Antarctic? Soon, she mentally scolded herself for allowing such thoughts to creep into her mind. Allowing men to get close to her was the one thing that she had to forbid. Even if she got close to a man, she couldn't expect them to stay after hearing of her rape. Who wants a broken human being after all?