Lord Vance relaxed into the work of her fingers, relieving the tension which had built up for too long. Her story was sad, but at first he wasn't sure why such a thing was on her mind at this particular moment. Plenty of people have tragedies in their past but don't dwell on them constantly.<br/><br/>He realized, though, that it was likely something about him which had brought such painful memories to mind. Maybe he resembled her father in some way. Or maybe the mere nature of what he was made her think about death. His vampirism was a secret, but not a closely-guarded secret. It was one of those things that most people knew but no one talked about for fear that they would make the knowledge a reality, and it would force them to decide if they wanted to serve a creature most considered to be evil.<br/><br/>At her question, Lord Vance smiled. "Yes. Much better. You deserve some manner of reward when you are done. What manner of reward might please you, dear young lady?"