A beast? That Dark Slayer was the beast, not him. She could hear him yelling, shouting about how their coven would be destroyed, how not a single one would be left alive, at least before he was pulled into one of the interrogation rooms. All she could hear now was the rain, her mind once more drifting into thought. "We've been working with the vampire and lycan convens here in the city to avoid such an outcome. Many of their elders remember the first time the Dark Slayers emerged." She said as she stepped out into the rain, her eyes on the darkness above, storms blocked by black clouds.<br/><br/>"Thank you, for your help though." She said, glancing at him before looking away, blushing a bit. Why was he just standing in his boxers? He really was strange, at least she thought so. She bit her lower lip, deciding it may be time to head home soon. "And personally, I don't think you're the beast, they are."