Havoc smiled, he was relieved that she wanted to go to Lubinnia. "Lubin is actually the founder of Lubinnia, and I do hope to at least get to see him, that would be amazing, he's been an inspiration to me." Havoc did feel like he owed Auxana for choosing to go to Lubinnia. "There is at least one place we should stop by before going there though, I think you'll really enjoy seeing it all." He had a feeling Auxana would like to see the likeness of all the gods, statues that were built after the war. He heard they were amazing sights, and it would give him a chance to describe the different gods to her. He enjoyed passing on knowledge that he had of things, made him feel useful.<br/><br/>Havoc almost had a heart attack when Auxana started taking off her robes. Stalker was taken aback as well but was more amused about the whole situation. Havoc fought his panic, as it wouldn't help things at all. He then smiled at Auxana, now he couldn't help but see her as just being cute and innocent in this, in a way he wished he could be that care free. But he did gently put his hands on hers, stopping her from finishing. "You can't change around others, being seen naked can... cause problems, so you don't do it except to people your really close with. Sorry Stalker, she's um, not used to being in a town." Havoc then led her over to the changing rooms, they were quite big and had more than enough room for two people. He hesitated on whether he should go with her or not, he didn't want her to feel alone. Havoc hated being alone, which might have been why he had a hallucination of his sister being around all the time.<br/><br/>Even back in the academy, changing with someone wasn't a big deal because none of the students had genders. He did it with Chrysy all the time, he always tried to do everything with them, until Chrysy turned against him. Havoc didn't feel for Chrysy like he did for Auxana, Chrysy was someone he enjoyed doing things with, they were close, very close. But with Auxana, he loved being around her, more than that he wanted to live and breathe for her, take on all her problems and always be there to help her with whatever she needed. It was exactly this innocense that made him fall in love with her. So finally he decided to go with her, telling himself that it was just so she didn't feel isolated in a closed room.<br/><br/>____________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>"That's different..." Kryban trailed off, not sure how to explain. "I owe it to my father to be better, to do what others can or will not." He looked down at his hands as she said he looked awful. "They didn't do anything, my love for my children caused this. That's what I'm supposed to do, run into a burning building for the ones I care about, a protector. A monster isn't a vampire or a succubus or anything else, a monster is someone who hurts people who deserve to be cared for. I stopped being a protector and became a monster back there, I failed."<br/><br/>Kryban sighed and then put the stake down. "But you're right, it is stupid, I can't walk through fire for you if I'm dead. I have to stop being a coward, afraid of what I might be, and just decide who I am, I should have known that. Being around you just makes me feel like a boy again, makes me forget all that I've been through and all that I've learned from those experiences. And hurting you, made me feel like I did it all over again, my father died because of me and I've been trying to make up for it ever since. Hurting another person I care about it, it feels like it makes everything I've done worthless and just adds onto the unpayable debt. But like my father I can't give up, I just have to try twice as hard. Fault or not, unforgivable or not, it shouldn't mean I stop trying to make it right, even if I never can."<br/><br/>When he saw her expose her neck, his skin went back to normal and he had an instant craving for blood, he could hear her pulse, could feel the subtle vibration of it pumping through her veins. He had to take a moment to compose himself. Then he hugged her, "No, no no no no. I'm not going to hurt you again, I don't care what Carmichael says, I'll live without. You're not a blood skin, I saw your scars, and I pray to all the gods you've never been a blood skin. But I don't want your blood, I want you, unharmed and safe, that's all that matters to me."<br/><br/>He was really afraid that she had once been a blood skin, a human that a vampire kept with them through their powers of hypnotism and seduction, in order to feed off their blood for long periods of time. This was considered one of the worst crimes which sentence was usually death by Troshmen in the deep forest. The people of the pentagram saw it as bad as keeping someone locked in a dungeon and sexually abusing them for months or even years. One vampire that was caught that had a blood skin who they also sexually abused, they were taken away by the shades never to be seen again. Nobody knows what happened to them but they all know it was something fitting of the crime. If Norah had been a blood skin, then he would be surprised she didn't hate all vampires. If she had been, then she deserved great respect for being able to not label all vampires as horrible monsters. And if it was true, then even more so he needed to do better, to make up for what was done to her. He wasn't responsable of course but as a vampire he would have to prove that they could be better.