Echo smirked cheekily, leaning back into the cushy padding on the recliner chair. 'Are you sure?', he asked, his gaze drifting to linger over the curtains drawn across the window. 'I think you will soon change your mind,<span style="font-style: italic">väike nõid</span>. I think you do not fully understand what it is that you have done.' He leant forwards then, his elbows balanced against his knees and his hands folded beneath his jaw. 'Avgust has been chasing me for over a hundred years, and relentlessly so. He has caught me but once. Very nearly did he catch me again tonight, but thanks to you - and I do thank you,<span style="font-style: italic">väike nõid</span>- I have escaped yet again. Not only this, but you have granted me sanctuary beyond your magic walls naught but a stones throw away.'<br/><br/>He tilted his head slightly, his eyes oddly bright as an amused smirk curled the soft lips that so deceptively concealed his razor teeth. 'Magic or not, you are in more trouble than you know, Seria. Avgust will seek you also, and his reciprocality extends much farther than that of just the<span style="font-style: italic">Vene vampiir koloonia</span>. It is only that others harbor no interest in anything Diomedes has to offer that they do not assist him. A rogue<span style="font-style: italic">nõid</span>, however... You have already proven your usefulness. You would be ample payment for a lowly Dhampir's head. How long do you think it will be before he finds someone capable of flushing you out?'<br/><br/>He lent back again, grimacing slightly as he reached over his shoulder to gently kneed the aching muscles of his torn rear. 'At times kindness is a most costly act. Thankfully, it is not a quality I have been well endowed with.' He fell silent a moment, glancing up at the clock on the wall. It was not yet midnight, and he wondered what schemes his cousins were conspiring in their efforts to break Seria's wards. Though he did not understand Witch magic, he was sure she could not stay cooped up within her home forever, and it seemed she would be vulnerable on the outside. He himself had proven that.<br/><br/>'<span style="font-style: italic">Aga, te olete näidanud mind lahkuse pärast midagi ma mõtlesin võimalik</span>. I suppose this is what it is to be indebted to someone.' He sighed, his green gaze setting over Seria's pretty diamond face considerately. 'I am not<span style="font-style: italic">ajudeta</span>enough to pledge my life to you,<span style="font-style: italic">ülikena nõid</span>, but – should you wish it – I shall assist you in whatever way I can.'