Raven nodded slowly as he listened to her talk about her family. Apparently things it seemed would be a little harder than he had once anticipated. Sadly neither her father or brother could be turned according the old and new laws. He smiled with amusement when Robin confessed to knowing only fairytale about vampires. That would explain why she was so hard to impress... she had already been expecting anything and everything.<br/><br/>Raven smiled approvingly as she ate the steak off his fork, and put stabbed the next small strip of steak but he didn't give it to her yet.  He had to approach the next question slowly and cautiously. When she answered negatively, Raven took in a deep breath... vampires didn't really need to breath....the ancient ones rarely did, but for Raven and many of there vampires it was still something they did unconsciously purely out of habit.<br/>Raven reluctantly placed the fork down onto the plate and placed his elbow onto the table and began to rub his forehead, trying to figure the best way to explain to her the complicated situation she was in.<br/><br/>"I afraid you would say that," he sighed, "You see....Robin..." he began, speaking slowly and as softly as he could, as he pressed his finger tips together before he continued,"Vampires slayers aren't killed,...... they are given... a choice... a very hard choice...."  he tried to explain, but then paused still searching for the right words to say, he truly felt compassion for her, he hated turning people against their will, although his memories were faded, he knew he had also been turned against his will.<br/><br/>"I am sorry Robin, but you have only two choices, the first is that you remain my PNC and your mother will be turned...I want you to understand, she will be whole again, she will be young again... she may even forgive you for one day."  Raven declared and before moving onto the second option he somberly  passed the glass of ice water over to her.<br/><br/>"The second option, is my least favorite as I will lose my PNC," he said, and then slid the plate of the juicy steak in front of her. "Eat it slowly, and enjoy it," he instructed, "Because if your mother isn't turned, you will be instead, and that will be the last steak you will ever eat," he said softly.<br/><br/>Raven then smiled sadly, "As my fledgling, you would be required to stay with me for a little while longer, you would be weak at first... it will take nearly a hundred years to be considered a full vampire, before then I will be your master and I will teach you the best I can and  you will only be allowed to feed off of me... that is part of the New Code, I would not have you hunting and killing your own friends and family like I had been forced to do... Life won't be so different than it is now, you still would serve as my PNC in a way, I would feed on you as well, but being that I am much older than you are, my blood will be a richer and would more than replenish ten times whatever I take from you," he said at last and then lowered his head and fell silent.<br/><br/>"That is the choice you must make.... you must either watch the one you love become a monster.... or become the one thing you despise and hate," he explained. Raven smiled sadly, as his ebony black orbs gazed into hers.  "Your mother may hate you forever, for what decide write now. or you can let her die peacefully well taken care in her comfortable hospital bed...." he said, trying to assure her he would still take care of her the best he could. He wished he could tell her something to help make her feel better.<br/><br/>"IF you do decide to save your mother, she may not thank you for it... I would arrange that another vampire turn her... a vampire of the New Code... but you will not be able to see her again....she will have a new life, by the time she is free and ready to become a full  vampire will you be long dead... perhaps even one day she will understand why you did what you did, she maybe even come to put flowers on your gravestone... perhaps even one day forgive you.<br/><br/>"As my fledgling I would of course allow you to visit her occasionally...it is agains the rules, but with rank comes privilege and I can work something out," he offered. "It will take a few years before your skin becomes paper white....even so, a little make up would do the trick, nobody would have to know, just say you found work out of state," he said trying to comfort her, as he knew she probably wouldn't want anybody she knew to know what she was.