<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Paul Ravitz</span></strong><br/>Unknown<br/><br/>After cleaning himself up, Paul turned back to the bedroom to see Lionna in an old nightgown. It was somewhat surprising to see a girl that young choose to wear such an old design.<em>Then again, look at that body. She could pull anything off.</em>It seemed the man's frame of mind had calmed, body slightly loosened up. He didn't know what to do at this point, but one thing was definite: she couldn't leave. So far, the girl was still human, but what if she suddenly started to change? What if she became one of them, those revolting creatures, left to fend for herself out in the world? Either the world would kill her for what she was, or she would bring her own untimely death out of guilt for what she would end up having to do to survive. Neither was an option.<br/><br/>Sitting on the edge of the bed, Paul looked at the girl, finally taking in her appearance. Breathtaking. The girl was absolutely beautiful. Probably had a boyfriend and some great life, and he ruined it all.<em>Boyfriend. Whatever.</em>How he had made himself jealous in that statement was confusing to even Paul, but he continued to gaze down at the calm figure. So relaxed and peaceful now. With a sigh, he stood and walked from the room, quietly shutting and locking the door. Down the hall and to Cameron's room, key to Lionna's door swinging around his finger. Once at his 'creator's' door, leaning against the frame, he asked one simple question: "Why?"