Charlie did not falter in her stance, even if the stranger had ignored her. Suddenly she looked towards Lucien with her wide silver eyes, her hair slowly began to unravel behind her. "<em><strong>I will not have bloodshed in this house.</strong></em>" Her voice was commanding and not her own, it sounded strange and as though someone else was controlling her. As suddenly as it came, the feeling left her. Lowering her arms she looked to Tom, her eyes seemed to understand him and gave him a silent smile. " Miss Edna, you should sit down and I can handle the new guest. Perhaps you can tell Arthur what you like to be painted in the kitchen..." She wasn't looking at Edna as she spoke, still her eyes did not leave Tom. " And if the stranger proves to be a problem, Tom looks like a big strong man." She sounded off, it was almost scripted how she spoke. Slowly, she turned her head to look at Lucien the rest of her body was still. It was like a doll with moving parts, she barely moved as her silver gaze stared unblinking at the vampire.