Cyro was shaking hard. Part of him...tthe monster had liked that. A huge majorith of him hated it. Hated he had done it. Hated himself for doing it. Yet he had to do it. If he hadnt done it she would have died. Didnt make him any happier. Shakiing his head as she spoke. "Not you. Them hunters who are close to you. To them it prove I was lying. That I am a threat needing eliminating. That I am just like THEM." He groaned and his head fell into his arm. "Uhn...." He said. The blood made him feel soooooo horrible. He shook his head. "Nah...not a bother. Not your fault I'm a monster..." he said with a sigh. Lifting his head a bit and made a face. "That is just...yeah...okay. I'm just gonna pretend you didn't say that." he said simply. Looking away with a sigh. "I bit you...to save your life. To a hunter...the only part that is going to mean anything...is that I bit you. I didn't swallow anything...ask little guy. I got violently sick afterwards. I hate blood. Its why I got bloodshots. To control the monster within and...control and curb the bloodlust. I hate it." he said softly.