Adriana mulled over what Ziefer had said. It was true that there were varying degrees of people and their deeds. From the very evil to the good the neutral people. So many shades in between. Yes there were ledges overfilling with blood. Becoming rivers of blood. So of which with whole races wiped out due to hatred. No she wouldnâ€™t believe that one simple good would wipe out all the blood in those ledgers.  Once again he sounded sagely and wise beyond his years. She wondered how could be so wise about some things and be so naÃ¯ve about other things . Such beautiful things being beautiful while being evil or ugly within, and the ugly being beautiful. Then there was the street dudes and the dominatrix thing. Why hell are we back to that again. She wondered<br/>â€œYes Iâ€™m sure that the street dudes do know what is going down on the streets that they live on. However I doubt that they know everything there is to know about everything. Thatâ€™s why I said that with such sarcasm.â€ Why did she feel like she had to explain herself? She wondered.â€ I thought we agreed that we werenâ€™t going discus that subject any furtherâ€ referring to dominatrix.  She wasnâ€™t going to say that word again.â€ Yes Iâ€™m sure that there are people whom in that life style whom donâ€™t have trust or need it.  So the definition that you understand may be correct. Now we are done this topic.â€<br/><br/>â€œI found that I need to protect myself. From all people rather I know them or not. Kill before I am killed. Long ago my love and I had friends whom turn out to be an enemy. That person killed my love and tried to kill me. Nearly did.â€ She stared off into the fire. She hadnâ€™t meant tell him that. â€œThere was as short period I killed for nourishment. I no longer do that.â€ Something else she hadnâ€™t meant to share with him.<br/>â€œ You Donâ€™t Fantasizeâ€ She said slowly. She could not believe that Ziefer did not have fantasied. Everyone fantasize about sometime. Be it regular or sexual. â€œI find it hard to believe that you donâ€™t fantasize. Not even when you are starving you didnâ€™t fantasize about food?â€ She asked â€œShe raised her brow . She was still having trouble believing that he didnâ€™t fantasied about anything. Most people fantasied about something. Usually young men of Zieferâ€™s age had one thing on their minds. It puzzled her that all he wanted to do was help people. â€ they called you Street Gandhi, reallyâ€ Yeah she could see that he seem to be clam and peaceful â€œ Why Iâ€™m acting and talking to you  the way that Iâ€™m? Cause you frustrate and confuse me. One minute you are all wise and sagely and the next acting like your age. A Teenagerâ€<br/>Adriana raised her brow as she watched Zefier regained his enthusiasm. Zieferâ€™s eyes brighten and broad smile on his lips.  He actual bounce in place. Also must like it was Christmas and he received a prized grift. A small smile played across her lips. As he explained that he was happy to meet another nonhuman. It didnâ€™t matter that she was a vampire or that she had killed humans.â€ I supposed that it doesnâ€™t matter that I am what I am. Iâ€™m a little surprised that you havenâ€™t met other nonhumans  with your travels. Yes humans can be bullies. Im not surprised that they called you a freak or made you feel that wayâ€<br/><br/>She heard his relief as she placed on the robe. But choose not to acknowledge it. She also ignored the comment about going back to wanted to kill him again.  Her brows shot up when he said that he was a druid. The race that was is, not a practicing druid. That race had been wipe out by humans long ago she was tempted to run her fingers along his long  soft slender pointed ears. They look like elfin ears another race that had not been seen in a long time. Her smiled went broader as she watched Zeifer scarf the food down. â€œIâ€™m pleased that you enjoyed the food . Though Iâ€™m not sure you should have scarf it down so. Your stomach wonâ€™t thank you for it.â€