He looked at her and nodded "She was... but not directly, she just... didn't respect me, I gave her everything, yet... she never, ever even thanked me!" He said as he leaned back in his chair "She was an arrogant, selfish, horrible woman" he said "She lacked her mothers grace and charm, and she replaced it with hysteria and anger" He looked at her "When she was your age she hurled a knife at me because I had refused to kill a woman in the city near here who caught the fancy of a boy she liked" He continued and looked at her face "She lacked her mothers fair white skin, which you have inherited it seems" he smiled a little, he chuckled a little "as for what you asked of me before, I can't stop, this is what I've done for over a thousand years, I would get bored if I didn't put my skills to work for you"