His last sentence made Eryan smirk a little and her answer let her soft laugh sound in the bar. That made Aor's lips carved a very fogy smile. "See her in of her bad days huh?" her words made him even more curious about her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œWell I don't know about opening my heart to you, but I am in a bit of bind so I will give you some of the details and then we can see if you are willing to help me. Fair enough?â€</span>Aor took a small bite and a good sip from his wine, letting the sweet burn of it's taste linger in his mouth a little longer with his eyes closed. Then he looked directly at hers. "Fair enough..." he said.<br/><br/>As he was listening to Eryan's story he felt her frustation embracing him. Her voice was bitter and filled with anger and hate. Some 'dogs', as she called them, took her family and now she is seeking revenge, asking Aor to 'watch her back' and not to 'babysit her'. Those sentences shew that she was a person with honor and pride so Aor didn't took them offensively. Instead he smiled a bit more, acknowledging the strength in her soul. Finishing her last sentence she looked straightly into his eyes with a rare intensity.<span style="font-style: italic">â€œYou think you can help me with that?â€</span><br/><br/>Aor lift the glass to his nose sniffing it's scent and then he took a long sip while he tried to thought about her problem. "Hmmm,'dogs', hard to find into the woods, hunt them down... She must be talking about werewolves..." he thought instantly. He smiled again, but this time his smile was big and wild. In his eyes the lust for blood was depicted as the thought of hunt lurked in his mind again. "Well, Eryan... I wanna and I'm gonna help you" he said in a playfull tone.<br/><br/>"So... where shall we start from?"