<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: violet">Lecia nodded as she listened careful to his words of his past. He was a seer of ghost and he also sent them on there way. Something he could not do so with her she would eventually either move on and leave his life in piece or watch him live his life and one day watch him die like she did everything else. A pang of hurt swept through her at the thought of his death. Her vampyr mind wandered and played with the idea of him joining her forever but she couldn't do that to him. Not to the man who opened his home to her. With the idea washed away like the morning sand she looked over the home of the ghost hunter, she noticed a lack of life in the house, had he no family?. "So you live here alone?" she asked her head titled gently to the side as her brown tendrils followed her small movements. </span></div>