[As she is responded to, the petite vampire can't help but shake her head. In her mind, she had already made up her mind what sort of man she was dealing with. A simple minded man who probably wouldn't be able to tell one vampire from another. He does not recognize greatness when it is before him, and because of that she could not bring herself to be truly angry as Sakuya did. In her arrogant and self-righteous mind, this was a person to be pitied. What good was there in truly hating a fool? The simple don't even realize they are simple.]
With each word you speak, you prove how little you truly know or understand. From where does this hatred of my kind stem? Do you cast insults at us out of envy? You give me ignoble treatment not knowing my bloodline stems from the most noble vampiric bloodline of all. You claim I lack honor without knowing anything at all about me. You are a pitiable man, Lord Lancer, and I cannot bring myself to hate you. To hate you would be to akin to hating a child who speaks of something they have no understanding of.
[She sighs.]
You are starting to bore me. You may rest assured that whatever meager hovel you call your own will be safe. I have obtained a home in this world, and while it is not up to my standards, I have no desire to improve it through conquest. If there is nothing more you wish to say, perhaps an apology for your uncouth behavior, then I believe there is is no reason to drag this conversation on any longer. Know, however, that my eye is now upon you. And if that ever results in something you do not approve of, remember it was not I who decided to insult YOU.
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With each word you speak, you prove how little you truly know or understand. From where does this hatred of my kind stem? Do you cast insults at us out of envy? You give me ignoble treatment not knowing my bloodline stems from the most noble vampiric bloodline of all. You claim I lack honor without knowing anything at all about me. You are a pitiable man, Lord Lancer, and I cannot bring myself to hate you. To hate you would be to akin to hating a child who speaks of something they have no understanding of.
[She sighs.]
You are starting to bore me. You may rest assured that whatever meager hovel you call your own will be safe. I have obtained a home in this world, and while it is not up to my standards, I have no desire to improve it through conquest. If there is nothing more you wish to say, perhaps an apology for your uncouth behavior, then I believe there is is no reason to drag this conversation on any longer. Know, however, that my eye is now upon you. And if that ever results in something you do not approve of, remember it was not I who decided to insult YOU.