Erwin smiled back as the boy actually told his name. Seishin. The world was slightly familiar to him, but he actually had to think before being able to pinpoint exactly what it meant. He had been living in Japan for quite some time, enough to pick and learn the language well enough, specially since he was living with Japanese vampires and even though all of them knew English, almost no one was willing to use it needlessly. And since this was a word he didn't heard that much, it took a little while after he finally remembered its meaning: spirit.<br/><br/>Before he could ask anything about it, though, Seishin was speaking again, and this time Erwin chuckled at the other's choice of words.<br/><br/>"Yes, it's kind of awkward." he shrugged. "But if we are stuck with each other, we could at least make the best of it, right?"<br/><br/>The next question, though, surprised Erwin. Well, he did get that a lot, the almost first question everybody asked when they found out who he was. Somehow, though, he didn't think Seishin would ask something like that, specially after so long. On the other hand, this was the most civilized conversation they had, so... Nevertheless, he had to think a little before answering. He wasn't sure he should let all his thoughts about the matter be known. But then, it might keep the boy from doing something foolish in the future. Maybe.<br/><br/>"It's... lonely, I guess." he frowned. "At first, it's an interest feeling. You can't feel too hot, even on the warmer days... Or nights. Nor you feel cold. You don't even need to breath. You feel invincible. Nothing can hurt you. Until you loose a loved one, and you realize you'll have this memory forever, never forgetting. And then you lose another, and another, until there's only you, and you realize you'll outlive literally anyone you care for. Unless they are also vampires, of course, although true friendship between vampires are incredible rare." Erwin chuckled, darkly this time. "And then you start to miss it. The wind, the warmth, even the cold. The feeling of sunlight on your skin. The feeling that your life will ever mean something, even if it's to just one person. Until you finally feel dead. A walking corpse."<br/><br/>Erwin sighed, and laid back on the grass, arms going to rest behind his head, supporting it. He thought a little more.<br/><br/>"Some vampires go crazy. Some kill themselves, unable to resist the urge. Others try to find a little of the pleasure of being alive in a hunt. That's why it's special to us. The only time we can actually go back for a moment." Erwin shrugged. "It's not pleasant. But sometimes, being a human isn't, either. I miss it, though." he added in a whisper, almost as an afterthought.