Katherine did something she never thought she would do. But she could not help it, hearing him say that she could not help it... that it came naturally to what she was. Looking up at him, she licked her lips then shrugged her arm away. Katherine stood up with slight venom as she walked to the other side of the room. Without quiet knowing why... maybe it was because he body finally got rid of all its water. Which was probably replaced by blood or some sort of liquid. She began not crying tears, but blood. She turned around and looked at him with a serious look.<br/><br/>"I can't help it with<span style="text-decoration: underline">What</span>... I am... with<span style="text-decoration: underline">What</span>I am!" she raised a hand to rub away tears. But what was on her fingers was not tears, it was blood. "I guess you are right..." she whispered. "I am not a person... just a,<span style="text-decoration: underline">What</span>and a,<span style="text-decoration: underline">Thing</span>" she murmured. "But you are wrong about one thing you said, I can do something about it." She walked over venomously to the doorway. "I was trying to starve myself this whole time... when I could just have walked right into the sun..." she murmured wistfully. Stopping at the door she looked out. "I could just walk right out there..." she said as if it were no big deal. "No one would miss me" she said, laughing slightly. "Who could?" her tone turned cold.