She bit her lip a bit as Dameon made reference to her being a half breed. Both of her parents were human, but she'd been born with some rare genetic strain that gave her supernatural abilities. There was research being done to determine what created such variations in the human genome, partially conducted by Hellsing and other groups, but for the moment it didn't matter. Hope was a bit disgruntled and was going to make it known. "Of course she chose me. I am English after all." Glancing out the window for a few more moments, she smelled the smoke in her office and couldn't help but smile as she remembered Integra constantly lighting up. "I am loyal because I'm English. We are a proud nation, proud people, and I'll be damned if I fail at this job. There's much riding on my shoulders after all."<br/><br/>Pausing for a few more moments, she turned toward him and walked past him a bit, the heeled shoes she wore adding to her height as her delicate frame moved about in the dark. "Of course your loyalty wanes, just as Alucard's would if he wasn't bound to Hellsing. But I will be sure of your loyalty..." She said slowly as her arm darted out for the gun on her desk, and in seconds it was aimed between Dameon's eyes. Hope had amazing reflexes for being so tiny, and she playfully lowered the pistol before tucking it into a pocket on her suit jacket. "Thank you, I appreciate the effort to keep things in stock." Glancing a at a clock, Hope straightened her jacket and began to walk toward the door of her office.<br/><br/>"I believe that it is time for me to retire for the night. I will see you tomorrow after the sun sets, Dameon." She said politely before excusing herself out of her office. Making her way to the 5th floor of the Manor, Hope eventually entered her quarters and got settled into her bed, staring at the moonlight as it danced across her ceiling, wondering how the next day with Iscariot would pan out.