"Caravan? You must travel a great deal than. I'm guessing you one of the guardians. You certainly look like you know how to hold a weapon Mr. Caerdain." Mircalla flashed a subtly playful smile, her fangs having retracted by now.<br/><br/>She then realized a simple solution to Layla's problem. "Why don't we just remove Layla's ovaries? I'm sure we can have a surgeon come in, cut her open and then heal her magically. It would be so quick and easy."  For the vampiress it seemed like the most practical solution, as it stood Layla could be a danger to herself and others. Worse yet she looked rather nasty at the moment, and that was truly unforgivable. "There is all sorts of fine food to be enjoyed on the table. Just don't touch the eggs coming out of the blonde. We haven't figured out what they are yet."<br/><br/>"I have my own room as well if all this is too much for you. I have a lot of business with adventurers here but haven't really formed that many connections just yet."