Not knowing what to say or how to make you understand, I start to tell you of the night my keep was attacked.  You lay there silently sobbing, listening to the horrors I experienced only a short while ago.  I tell of how the band took my wife and daughters from me.  Took my men and burned my farmlands.  Only 4 men and 2 women perpetrated all of this madness in one night.  They dashed about with inhuman strength and agility, only caring for their own blood thirst and desire for evil.  I told you how when I awoke I was the only one left living, and they had let me die just before giving me their blood and turning me into one of them.  Then I tell you of how I drank to long from you, and then gave you my blood to make you one of me, but alive again.<br/>"I am truly sorry my dear, you are the first human I have drank from.  I was near death, and you made me strong again."  I looked at you laying there in your blood spattered dress.  "I will care for you.  It is my duty.  I feel that we are bonded now.  I made you what you are, and now must care for you as though you are part of me."  I walk over and sit down next to you, putting a hand on your shoulder.  "It will be ok dear.   You and I will figure this out together, we will not become like those who slaughtered my family.  We will learn together, and over time make a life for ourselves.  Cry if you must, but believe the words I am telling you."  You turn your head to me, and I see you have been crying tears of blood.  I would try and wipe them away, but we dont have a clean spot of fabric between the two of us.  "You must clean yourself.  A young lady such as yourself, does not deserve to look so ragged"  I take your hand and sit you up.  "What are you feeling?"