Seveline tilted her hand against Blane's hand as he gently touched her cheek, liking his touch. "Yeah, you're probably right. Cydrao does act overly protective sometimes... no, constantly." She replied, laughing a bit. " As for what the other slayers think of me.... I've heard what some of them say behind my back, and I find it far from endearing, trust me. They don't see me as you do. Maybe a few, but not many of them. I'm nothing but a spoiled brat who always gets the easy way out and that they should have been put in charge instead of a young,<span style="font-style: italic">weak</span>female such as me. But if they were in charge we'd all be dead within a few minutes because they'd slack off and nothing would ever get done. I don't take their words to heart though." Despite what she had just said, the look in her eyes spoke the opposite. She was very sensitive to what others thought of her, and honestly she was very insecure and self-conscious.<br/><br/>"Even if your kind had done that to me, it means they deserve the revenge for their actions." Sev replied stubbornly. "You are an innocent victim here; you didn't know I could be in danger if you showed interest in me. Don't blame yourself for the wrongs of others, as it is not worth burning yourself down to ashes with your guilt over what happened last night. What's done is done, I'll heal and move on. That's what we do; we are hurt and weak, but we stumble forward until we get our strength back again. That's what I do anyways, as rarely are any of the other slayers, not including Cydrao, injured; they're always hiding behind me, making me do all the hard work while they lounge around, basking in the glory of being a slayer and a protector of the village. It's quite annoying."<br/><br/>Seveline felt silent and diverted her gaze as Blane mentioned her sister. "I was worried about you, so I'd come back here to see if you were hurt at all from last night's rescue." She replied softly, glancing back at him. "I was scared that you might be injured or something from fighting off the guards or something. I told my sister I'd come back later, as I had something I had to do. She's used to it, she can handle being without me for a little bit." A bit of her smile returned as he mentioned that he'd frightened the vampires off and away from her house to keep her sibling safe. "Demons huh? My goodness, what did you do to make them think there were demons haunting my house?!" She burst out laughing, covering her mouth with her hand to muffle it a bit. When her laughter died down and she heard the rest of what Blane had said, she blushed a bit and smiled. "As do I." She murmured, lowering her voice as if telling a secret, smiling blissfully. "Love is something I am uncertain of and it is new for me; but my heart is telling me that this is love. And I agree with it completely. Romeo and Juliet, but this time without the tragic ending." She snuck a quick kiss to Blane's cheek before leaning back again, smiling, her blue eyes glistening like the ocean.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Lucretia continued to play, the notes from her violin soft and flowing, comforting. Her eyes fluttered closed, but it seemed she'd memorized the song by heart. The bow delicately flowed back and forth over the strings, her fingers on the strings to change the tone and notes as she played. When she was finally done, her eyes opened again and she lowered the bow and violin. "Not my best, but it was close at least." She murmured to herself. Then Luce turned her gaze to Cydrao as she walked over towards the bed, putting her instrument away safely in its case. "What did you think? Too whiny, too quiet, too loud? I'm so used to that song that every time I play it I can't tell what is different about it. I only realize little mistakes." She sat back down with a soft sigh. She twisted a strand of her hair around her finger. "As I said, nowhere near a professional, but I don't think it sounds too bad." She didn't really know how gifted she was at music; it wasn't just playing the violin that was her talent either. She could sing too.