Blane heard her telling him not to speak. His eyes squeezing shut as he felt the next whip wound like it was being inflicted upon him. Groaning and whined a bit. He had cold drops of sweat beading his skin that was showing. It was under the clothing as well. He had never done this for anyone before. He knew the same story she had heard. It was true. The vampire who had done it was named Lucarin. His partner had been falsely attacked by slayers and barely escaped. He took the pain into himself and suffered it ten fold. She had thus been free to quickly heal whereas he suffered the agonizing pain for several days. Seveline wasn't his partner but he really liked her. So he had done what the vampire had done...took her pain onto himself. Even knowing the result of doing so would be pain tenfold what she had been going through. He bit his lip. His fangs digging in a bit and he let out a sound that sounded like I know but was distorted by the cries of pain. He opened his eyes to see her say she would be right back. What in heaven's name was she up to? He hoped she wouldn't try something stupid. He was doing this to make up for the sin's his kind did to her. Because he really liked the young slayer woman. He looked at her like don't you dare stabe me with that. "No...don't..." he said. Cries of pain escaping a bit louder due to talking. He stopped talking. He didn't want her to make it better. He wanted to suffer to show her he would do anything to keep her happy and healthy.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Cydrao had noted she was passed out. Probably lack of blood. If she had been changed, which he was certain she was, the change would have taken a long time. It would have been painful and draining. Which if it happened during the latter part of the night wouldn't have left her with the ability to get any food. He hoped he could help her. She seemed to be stabaliziing. She cooled down and he noted that the tanned color didn't darken more. A definite sign. Would he have to kill the innocent who was brutally turned? By all rights he already should have. Yet...he couldn't. Something about the way she died reminded him of how he learned his mother had died. Only his mother never changed...she died painfully. Maybe that was the reason he hadn't just staked her. He pushed another tablet through her lips. Letting it dissolve in her lips. Then another. He kept feeding her tablets until she would move again. Walking back away. He saw a package on the table. Opening it. Blood shots. He looked to the young woman. From her injuries her changing had her bleeding a lot and in a lot ofpain. He was attracted to the young woman but she would never pass the tests. Not being freshly changed. He would need to keep her a secret. The fact she hadn't turned into embers meant she had an immunity of a small amount to sunlight. Most likely similar to blane yet different. Changlings didn't develop sun issues until the third day of being changed. Maybe he could help her while still doing his job. What the hell was he thinking???