<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Melly-Unkown </span><br/><br/>Melly blinked a few times at Camerom's answer to her question. To think, being able to live as long as they would, only to stay in one place. That baffled her, which was clear from the wideness of her hazel eyes.<br/><br/>"You mean, you've never thought to explore? See the world!?" Her hands came up, spreading in an arch, as if circling the world itself. Suddenly, she balled them into fists. Her expression became mixed with anger, confusion and awe. It was clear she felt very passionately about it, and plans began to form in her head.<br/><br/>"You've sat here, all these years, in this place." She turned towards him, placing a hand to rest gently on his shoulder. "Looking out this same window, we must change that." Her eyes flashed with a mischievous glint, the edge of her plump lips curled into a sneaky grin.<br/><br/>His other statement shocked her to a certain degree. Almost as much as finding out he's been stuck in Castle Hill for so long. Her plans momentarily forgotten, her thoughts turned to Paul. She pitied the boy, for two reasons. Yes, one was for the fact that he had been changed before he could mature. But, the majority of it was because they saw fit to keep him chained up in the cellar. She had listened to the others, knew they saw him as a potential threat. Yet, that didnt stop her from trying to free him. She had, obviously, failed. Couldn't pick the locks, and even though Arman had said that the longer she lived, she would gain a considerable amount of strength. But, she was still young, so she couldn't rip the chains apart. The Sparrow held the key to his freedom. Tilting her head, she gave voice to the one question that rang in her mind.<br/><br/>"Why?" Though it was one word, a fool could understand the depth of it.