Blane nuzzled her neck but didn't bite. Just kissed it lightly. "Why its because that is the flavor of your skin. All women have a skin flavor. My mother used to say the purer the flavor the sweeter the woman." He licked where he bit and nipped it lightly and gently again. Sucking on it lightly. His fangs barely even grazing over the side of the earlobe. Not once scratching it. He pulled back and looked at her. "You smell like roses...taste like vanilla." He said with a smile. Tilting his head processing her next words. Smiling a bit. "But of course...the most romantic of all flowers. How could I have not guessed? Well that would be a simple answer...I'm male and sometimes obvious things go right over our heads." He said with a light laugh. He looked into her eyes. "Romance. Passion. Intamicy." He said with a sexy purr in his voice. "Yet at the same time love and war hold the same amount of differences that they hold similarities. That is what makes both of them so complex yet so simply put." He said with a smile. He shook his head. "No...we are at love. The world is at war. There is a different bella Seveline." He said softly. "Opposites yes but equals all the same." He wrapped his arms around her more. "My beautiful Seveline." He said in Romanian. Slipping into his native tongue completely on accident.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Cydrao heard her whimpering and rubbed her back more. Embracing her in his strong and warm yet cool arms. He would stay by her side and not give up on her. Even if she should give up on herself. He had no intentions of giving up on her. He blinked as she sensed his shock and surprise. "Its nothing." He said softly. Looking down at her. "Nothing bad I promise." He said softly.<span style="font-style: italic">Just something that makes no sense...</span>He thinks to himself. "Nothing is wrong....its just a complexity I need to unravel." He said simply. Holding her close as he tried to be the supportive guy Blane was when he had no idea what the hell to do. "You don't need to cry...it'll take some adjustment and yet there might be an anomoly..." He said. The last part muttered. "You had true tears, human tears, trailing down your cheeks. When a vampire is able to cry they are red blood tears. Yet you are a vampire who cries human tears. This is not something I have ever heard of. Maybe my friend Blane would have a better idea." He said. Looking at her. "Does your human side hunger?" he asked. It might sound random but it served a purpose. It would help maybe solve part of this anomoly puzzle. He stroked the back of her hair. "Don't bury sadness or it shall come back ever stronger when you least expect it. Usually at the worst time possible." He said in a serious voice. He needed to figure this out.