Seveline was slightly shocked at first at what the other slayers had said about Cydrao, then slightly angry. He was nothing like their enemy, he wasn't a vampire nor would he ever be, not in any way. "Don't ever believe what they said, Cy." She murmured. "It's not your fault you are this way, and you never asked for this burden. And if there is any time that you are in trouble or need anything at all, I wouldn't hesitate to come to your aid." She stepped towards him a little bit, a gentle smile on her lips. Suddenly she wrapped her arms around him in a gentle hug, careful not to hurt him. "I won't ever let any of them hurt you. You are one of us, an deserve to be treated as such. You're too important to me for me to bear losing, ever." She trusted Cydrao with everything, and when they had been younger and in training it had always been him that helped her up after she'd fallen and helped her dust herself back off. He was in all truth a brother to her, a close companion. She would see to it that he was protected, even if it meant standing against the other slayers if they ever turned on him.