He could not understand what had just happened. Her empty eyes revealed that there was something horribly wrong with the girl and the young male did not like it. if she went about doing this to herself then he and Alexey could not afford to let her out of their eyesight again. He was also puzzled by the fact that no pain had splashed across her features as her own fangs had sunk down into her own flesh to draw blood that belonged inside and not outside of her. His teeth grinded together, for he knew not what to do. He was not experienced with children – had barely left childhood behind himself, and to all of a sudden have to care of such a strange and horribly unique child was not the best that could have happened him. Conor’s established personality would not allow him to let go of this without at least trying to deal with this problem of a child. What would have to be the hardest task was to make this child understand that she was actually hurting her own body when she turned on herself to see this “red” she talked about. As he stared into her blue orbs he was only met with a blank stare that seemed not to listen to the words he spoke. This was not acceptable. If she was going to live here and be a part of their family then she would listen to her guardians.
He watched her nod quietly without looking into his eyes. This was not good enough. The Soul male felt bad by acting so harshly with her, but he was trying to act in her best interest. ”Look at me, Night. Do you understand what I say?” he asked again, his lavender eyes trying to catch her evading gaze. He was unsure if she understood what he said at all. If her nerves were unable to announce the injury she had given herself then she would not live for long. She would not be able to afford such moves as these. Every day would be a test for her whether or not she had the required awareness. She would have problems hunting on her own because she did not have the correct reflexes to evade all that could hide on the forest bottom. She would have to check her body several times a day to ensure that she had not injured herself by a mistake during the night or day. She could bite off her own tongue in her sleep; she could break all her bones and continue walking. She needed to be aware of how difficult her life would be. ”What you just did you must never do again.” He repeated, wishing he could reach her.
