Lucio watched as she had walked over putting her feet in the water. He stayed leaning on the tree, listening to her. His heart fluttered when she had got up and walked close to him and stroked him on the cheek. He felt relief when she said she held no resentment or anger towards him. Werewolves? He didn’t know she knew about those, just vampires. 

He almost felt bad when she had said that he didn’t feel bad for killing the young man. Hopefully she didn’t feel as though he was heartless or cold. Yes, killing was easy, but it wasn’t always a heartless act. He looked around at the scenery, until she spoke again. 

When she had come closer to him, kissing him on the cheek it made him feel warm. His heart was beating fast, he honestly wasn’t expecting her to do anything of the sort. Sure, he saved her life, but she didn’t really owe him anything. She had said earlier that he had seemed he knew what he was doing. He did, for 1600 years now. It didn’t matter. It was a big deal for her, he wasn’t going to take that away from her. 

He chuckled softly, when she had said she wanted to know everything he knew. It was impossible. He could show her some memories telepathically but she wasn’t ready for that kind of thing yet. Once she learned his true nature, he’d let her in on some of his life. Lucio actually liked to keep his personal life private. He never felt comfortable sharing his experiences with anyone. Staying detached from everyone was much simpler.

In fact, he had no idea what to say back to the young woman. What should he say to someone that wants to know everything they know. What did she have in mind? All he knew was that she had looked at him with determination, focus, and motivation. What kind of things had she expected from him. 

Thoughts flowed through his head quickly as he had looked at her. 

He got it. Going for vagueness seemed like the best choice. 

After he had chuckled he leaned beside her ear, copying what she had done to him. [color=00aeef]“What do you want to know, Anna?”[/color]  He whispered, pulling away from her and looking into her eyes, naturally looking down at the lips that had just pressed on his cheeks. He had noticed her hands were shaking slightly but he didn’t really know where this conversation was going to or how long they were going to be there, but he didn’t mind either way. 

After asking her his question he sat down, placing his back against the tree and propping up a leg, laying his arm on it. He was going to absorb some nature like she had. He looked up at her while smiling, waiting for her next move as the wind has whisked away the small sweat he had on his skin.