He regarded her as she looked at him his eyes meeting hers and he felt his heart melt from the cold darkness it had always seemed to be. No no no. This couldn't be happening to him. His eyes were wide like coins as the realization hit him. For over 100 years he'd thought all love dead to him, all desire, all lust. Never had he felt drawn to another female, or male for that matter. Never had he taken pleasure after that faithful night 100 years ago. It might seem so long ago to most, but to Fain it was one single thought away. Always there right on the surface. Arial's beautiful face. Her angelic features marred and twisted by death. Her large blood red eyes tinged white with death desaturated of color. Her skin laid open by the many wounds that covered her as blood seeped into a pool around her like a blood red dress. Naked and posed like if she where merely asleep. Fain flinched at the memories and shoved them back before they could consume him. A single thought, and they came rushing back to shatter him. Leaving him adrift once more. He blinked and realized he'd been staring at the female before him for long moments. He shook his head.<br/><br/>"Sorry, your very beautiful you know that?" he said with a gentle smile and turned to lead her to his ship. His words were true, but they were not the full truth and he had no doubt she would see straight through his words and into the truth beneath them.<br/><br/>"I'm not going to leave you alone out here naked and unprotected. Your father can have me in chains, for certainly mine will as well if he ever where to learn of my 'mercy'." Fain said as he walked down the alley and into the street leading to his ship.