<span style="color: #FF40FF">For a moment nothing was said between the two after Gabriella had said something about knowing that it wasn't a dream because of her senses. But then she speaks up again, asking Vataliny how she knew the human's name. Lowering her eyes from the sky to look at the girl, she tilts her head slightly to the left. Had she said the female's name? She didn't remember doing so...<br/><br/>"I didn't know your name was Gabriel, nor that you had a male's name..." She points out, stating the name she'd said earlier. Not once had she muttered the female's name. All she ever remembered saying was her past lovers name. "I said sorry to Gabriel. Because I am sorry for him. I'm not sorry for you." Turning away, it was kind of like talking to a brick wall. If only she was he, this would be so much more simple. "I thought that I knew you, because you remind me of someone I once knew. But, as I've come to realize...you're nothing like him."<br/><br/>Sighing softly, she lowers her eyes to the grass at her feet. Maybe this was just a lost cause, maybe this whole thing should just be dropped...forgotten, given up on. She, Vataliny, was obviously not going to get her Gabriel back...so why try? Was it a waste of time, to try and get to know this new life that Gabriel had been reborn in to? Maybe...it was best that she just forgot...and moved on.<br/><br/>A saddened expression could be seen growing on Vataliny's face, her eyes watering slightly with tears unshed. "Maybe it would be best if we talked later. I think I've had enough for one night...if you truly wish to figure things out, come to my home. My doors are open to you. Until then, I bid you farewell. I apologize for leaving you hanging like this..." She quickly  turns away and darts down the path. "The one inside you knows where I live. Just follow his voice, and he shall lead you..." Her voice echoes around the human, and a single rose petal floats past, brushing against the human's cheek.<br/><br/>Within moments Vataliny was back at her mansion, locked inside behind the large double doors. She was now to be found laying sprawled on her bed, her clothing on the floor wearing nothing but her bra, and thong, the doors to her balcony wide open, the sheer lace curtains covering the open space fluttering in the night wind. The scent of the flowers that were all around the mansion wafted through the open doors and windows, and smelling that one particular scent...broke her. She began to weep, her frail figure trembling uncontrollably. Why did things have to end up like this?<br/><br/>A moment passes and suddenly she feels a light weight press itself against her side. A soft purring sound was heard, and she knew who it was. It was Noir, her familiar, much like a witch would have. However, this familiar was like herself, hundreds upon hundreds of years old, Noir the cat had been a gift from the original Gabriel. Calming down, she curls up under the sleek and soft silk sheet, with Noir in her arms, and closes her eyes, falling asleep. The tears eventually come to a stop, the last one slowly trailing down her cheek, glistening in the light of the moon.</span>