Blane enjoyed hearing the sound of her purring. It was a strange and cute little sound. He was happy she never once pulled away from his kisses be they little or big. Every action and sound she made showed him just how much they meant to her. He loved this woman even though the fact of them being together was something they would have to fight for. If he and she was ever caught...her boss would put him through...tests. To see if he had the right to be with her. It was forbidden their love. It was impossible for them to be as one and yet at the same time it was not impossible. They could do it. They could do it as a team. Even if everyone was against them the entire time. "Yeah...he just wants the best for his sister. And a vampire probably isn't the best but I want to be." He said softly. Looking at her. Smiling and kissed her lightly. "I'm sure you will. I'll be careful as well." He said softly. Nuzzling her neck a bit but never once tried to bite her. He had too much respect for her to do that.<br/><br/>He looked at her and didn't care that she didn't think it sexy. To him hearing it flowing from her lips he thought it very sexy. He loved the Italian accents anyways. He thought his accent not sexy even though the way he spoke it it did sounds sexy. He lay his forehead against hers. Saying nothing more as they sat in silence. "It is sexy to me and even if you say it isn't I will never agree with you." He said softly. Still resting his forehead against hers. Nuzzling their noses together in an eskimo kiss. "Really? Thank you. I promise I won't kill the cow. I'll only take enough to feed my hunger. No more. No less. I promise." He said softly. Not saying anything for a moment. "Sure...I think that is a good idea. Besides...your sister doesn't think I'm a vampire. She probably thinks I'm an angel because I told her I was sent from heaven to protect her from the bad vampires. Who knows what the little girl thinks." He said with a chuckle. "You know I'm on an odd schedule for a vampire."<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Cydrao knew it was unheard of. If he was her he probably wouldn't believe himself either. He was't a vampire though. He had a pulse and blood flow. They had none. His was slow because of the infection but he still had one. He shook his head. "I'm not. My friend Blane is considered a daywalker but he is allergic to the sun. There are no true daywalkers Lucretia. Just the ones who can tolerate it in small doses. Ninety-nine percent of vampires erupt into flames upon entering the sun." He added. "But what?" He asked. Hearing her cut herself off. "Okay?" He said in confusion. He looked at her. "No. I don't want you to have to make yourself sad to survive." He said. Running a hand through her hair. "What are friends for but to help each other?" he asked softly. "It takes a hellava lot to hurt me Lucretia. I can take any mistakes you make and then more." He was being honest. He really could.<br/><br/>He blinked as he heard her breath get caught in her throat. He had moved away and gone to stand a bit away from her again. He looked at her and wondered what she was thinking. He looked at her as she spoke. He would fight this battle with her as best he could. Mostly because he knew how hard this fight was. He might be human but he had the curse...of the vampire. With all its inhuman blessings minus all the weaknesses of a vampire. He watched her get to his feet. While he should have seen her action coming...he hadn't. He had never been given hugs. So her hugging him made him turn into a statue. Blinking as he tried to figure out what was going on. "What are you doing? I've never had anyone do this to me." He hadn't. Seveline never once gave him a hug. Though if she had the reaction had been the same. He ackwardly patted her back a bit. "You are welcome Lucretia. I'll continue to do so." He said softly. Still statuefied for the most part. Clearly unsure how to take this hugging business.