The look between the two men were not lost on her and when his eyes found her own, she swore she saw a look of appreciation, which she had not been sure was possible to come from someone like him towards someone like her.  His next words softened her expression and for a moment, sorrow passed over her features.  She wished that this pregnancy had been different.  Before this, she had never considered what it would be like to have a child and the monster who had raped her had ruined her first experience with one.  Part of her mourned what it really could have been, in the right circumstances.  She had been so distracted that it wasn't until he moved closer to her that she caught sense of his true nature and race and her eyes widened for a moment, her instincts causing her to stiffen for a moment.<br/><br/>Every time she came close to a vampire, it reminded her of the things they had done to her, how they had ruined her life, taken her innocence, exposed her to this world.  She always had to remind herself that not all of them were vicious creatures, but he had taken her by surprise.  The last thing she had expected was for a priest to come in form of a vampire.  When he moved closer to her, she drew in a sharp inhale of breath, though she did not move, despite her instinct to take a step back.  She allowed him to move his hand to hover over her stomach, his rosary dangling from his hand.  She took that moment to really take in his features.  He was handsome, surprisingly so for a priest, but on the one hand, many of his kind were beautiful creatures, as her kind was known for as well.<br/><br/>When his eyes lifted to her own, she held them as he spoke and that war of emotion flickered across those hues, causing the brilliant color within them to began to churn once more like  brewing storm clouds within a gray laiden sky.  She gave a soft nod, a soft smile managing to grace her lips, curving the corners, if just a little.<span style="color: #00BFFF">"You may be right, Father.  Things can be changed and I intend to do what I can to keep this child out of the clutches of Amun-Ra....for surely he would use this child against us."</span>She hesitated for a moment, hearing Hadrian's words and she knew he spoke the truth.<span style="color: #00BFFF">"What's done must be done for the good of humanity.  But if fate can be changed...."</span>A look of saddness fluttered through her eyes as they bore into Lucian's own.<span style="color: #40BFFF">"Neither the child nor I have much of a chance at life anyway, after this is over, if you had any say in the matter, am I right?  Let's be honest here, Father."</span>She said and then gave him a sad smile.<span style="color: #00BFFF">"Perhaps in another life, we may have gotten along quite well, Father.  I know what hatred and fear your kind holds for mine and it is not unfounded.  I have gone through unspeakable horrors at the hands of my own kind and others who are unnatural like me.  Not all of them are such horrible creatures, but many of them are and have no place in this world."</span>She said, speaking these last words softly.<br/><br/>As if on cue, she felt her child stir and her attentions were draw to her stomach, her fingertips splayed over the thin fabric that stretched over her swollen stomach.  Her fiery red waves shifted down around her face as her head tilted to look at her belly, fingers feeling for the movement the baby gave.  She really did hope that it was possible to change the child's fate, but she was unsure.  It had been her first experience with visions and it had been a foreign concept to her.  She wasn't sure exactly how they worked.  For all she knew, it had been a warning to prepare her for what could happen, so she could prevent it.