Seria too another sip of her drink as she contemplated how to answer his question. "That's one of putting it, yes." she replied with something resembling a nod. "To simplify things, they're a bunch of self-righteous hypocrites. They claim to stand for good, for life, yet they sanctioned my mother killing my father. Perhaps nigh-immortality has affected their sanity." she explained. "Don't get me wrong, he was a scumbag and believe me, I wasn't sad to see him go. But I don't sanction unnecessarily killing someone, even someone as vile as my father. She could have left, or kicked him out so many times, and saved us a lot of trouble, but she didn't." she went on before shrugging.<br/><br/>"Anyways, you don't care, and you have no reason to." she paused. "Long story short, my mother married my father, one of the heads of another powerful coven. It was supposed to be a way of uniting the two covens and I was apparently supposed to be their salvation. Only thing is... I don't think they deserved to be saved. Certainly not by me." she sighed. "I left after I found out about what had happened. They hunted me for years after I left. Haven't seen them since I moved here. Hopefully I won't, but I'm sure they'll find me eventually, and I don't fancy holding on to hope." she left it at that and let the room fall into silence.<br/><br/>When he spoke again she wasn't sure if he was referring to her being a targeted by the vampires or her sanity. Perhaps he was answering both at once. The thought made her chuckled a little to herself. She watched him shrug off the jacket and she stifled a laugh at the miserable look on his face. "It's had a good life, I'm sure. Perhaps it's time for it to retire, hm?" she offered, doing her best not to sounds like she was making fun of him or patronizing him, as neither were her intentions.<br/><br/>"Sounds like your family is just as fun as mine. Perhaps even more so." she commented almost casually. "Mmm, how unfortunate for the both of them." she smiled slightly and finished off her drink, placing the empty glass on the counter. "Well, you're safe here, I've got this place charmed with every possible protection spell." she smiled a little. "I don't fancy being found myself, so rest assured, this place is probably the safest place around." she chuckled at how paranoid or cautious she must sound, but she had no desire to go back to that place, or to have to go on the run again.<br/><br/>"Alas, we can't very well stay in here forever. After all, you will need some new clothes and, well, I don't have any men's clothes lying around anywhere. You can wash them, but, sadly, my washer doesn't heal wounded clothes." she was mostly joking around, even though it was true enough. "But, we can cross that bridge when we come to it, hm? I can whip up a protective ward when the time comes. For now, I suggest rest, and possibly a shower." she looked him up and down, noting the blood that covered him and had drenched his clothes. "Sorry about the whole..." she moved her finger, gesturing to the blood and the likes, figuring he'd get the gist of it. "Yeah." she stopped and left it at that, glancing to him and then to another random spot in the room.