It was only when she was done feeding that she had noticed the men who entered her tent.  The electric blue hues within her eyes were churning once more, a little more rapidly from the adrenaline from the feeding.  When the one with the hood, Lucian pulled away his hood, she immediately noticed the narrow of his eyes and the stiffening of his muscles.  Call it instinct, as her kind were predators, but she was often able to notice these sorts of things.  But it did not take this knowledge to know how their kind veiwed her own.  The sad part was that she knew and understood the fear and hatred a human could feel for those who weren't human.  She had spent the better part of her life thinking she had been merely human.  Vampires had ruined her life, slaughtered her family and friends and broke her mentally.  It was only by these events that she had even come into her powers.<br/><br/>Her first instinct was to become defensive, but when she thought about how she had been in their shoes once, for a moment, the emotion was a struggle upon her face.  There were many times she missed the years when she had her innocence and she often mourned it.  When Hadrian spoke, she pulled herself out of her thoughts and gathered her wits, remembering that she had buisness to attend to.  When he was done with his introductions, for a moment, her face grew stiff.  "Yes, I know of where you come.  I also know that as quickly as you are granted to aid us, you will most surely be as quick to slaughter us in the same breath.  But I am sure that we can both agree that that is an issue best confronted when all of this is over, correct?" She said and then paused once more for a moment, remembering her thoughts from before.  "Perhaps though, keep in mind that not all of us have forgotten what it meant to be human.  Some of us were human once and know the fear and hatred we instill in you.  That fact is not lost on me."  She paused for a moment and her eyes slid to the table that was laid with fruits, crackers, sandwhiches, and wine.  "In the meantime, you all or more than welcome to the food here." She swept a hand to indicate the table.  "Or if there is something else you crave, I am sure I can have it prepared for you."<br/><br/>When Lucian spoke, her eyes slid to his own.  She was standing now, had done so when she first realized they had entered her tent and now her hand idly lay rested upon her stomach.  "There is nothing to pardon, sometimes circumstances are out of our control." She said, reguarding his mention of the sandstorm.  She noticed then his eyes coming upon her stomach and his first words caused her to stiffen a little, a flutter of mixed emotions rolling over her pretty features.  His eyes locked with her own and she held his gaze as well.  "No...the horror I bare for this child is because I have seen what horror and death this child will cause.  If my dreams are any indication, this abomination would be best put out of it's life before it is born.  But alas, apparently the gods have their own plans in mind.  Ironically enough, the siren instincts within me will not allow me to harm the child and cause me to protect the child at all cost.  This child...."<br/><br/>She stopped for a moment, trying to gather and stop the emotions that warred over her features.  "This child was ill concieved completely against my will, to be perfectly honest, Father.  Part of me is saddened that I can not feel love for it.  I may have been able to, if I had not been knowledgable of the devastation it would cause."  She was silent another moment, drawing in a breath.  "If I can not kill the child, then I have to try and keep it out of the wrong hands, or else it will mean the death of everyone around it.  Innocent people....not just the monsters you see before you, Father....but so many more."