damnpire | (no subject)

... Is that necessary?

You said it was precious to you specifically.

It is.

But I also do not believe it is necessary to know a person in their entirety in order to cherish them. Only to understand what they mean to you.

You are always kind to me, and I find it easy to be in your presence. If you died or departed, I would be sad. Therefore, it is a life that is precious to me.

I see. [Again, he's not sure what to say. It seems wrong to dissuade her; whether or not she is alright in his company is not his choice in the end. And, yet, he also doesn't necessarily agree in regards to himself.

Suffering and pain always follow him where he goes.] Very well.

I won't stop you.

[ A curious turn of phrase. Violet only tilts her head. ]

... You could not even if you wished to.

Why do you think I couldn't?

Human emotions are not so easily changed.

They do not appear to operate on either logic or will.

[D's chin tips down, his head nodding in acknowledgment and agreement. But he keeps it down once it's lowered, his eyes likewise cast to the ground.]

Your kindness is wasted on someone like me.

Fallacy.

It is not a finite resource, therefore there can be no waste.

[With a flick, his eyes lift to glance at her, deep and rusty red, almost brown. He looks as if he wants to say something, but changes his mind. She's stubborn, and he's familiar with stubborn women. Arguing isn't in his nature, so he relents.

The only way she'd understand this kind of morose demeanor would be if she had lived his life--perhaps. He can understand that.]

Alright.

[ Violet just nods, seemingly satisfied, and then does something she rarely ever does-- a small smile. It's amazing how much it transforms her face. Instantly she looks so much more human, and less doll-like. ]

... I'm glad.

[Oh. While his face doesn't change expression very much, it does seem a bit surprised in the way it's less sad-looking, softer.]

You are a strange girl.

[It doesn't sound like a bad thing, the way he says it.]

... So I'm told.

[ Violet bobs her head in an approximation of a bow. ]

I have duties to return to, so I shall take my leave. ... Thank you for worrying about me.

[He returns the bowed head politely. Despite there being a good deal of distance between them, he takes a half step back to allow her to stand, and then he turns to get the door for her.]

Be careful.

[He's not sure what else to say, knowing she is capable on her own.]

If you need me, and I am not here, Adrian will help you. [He pauses, not sure how many people use "Adrian," and he does so hate the other moniker for his own personal reasons.] Alucard.

I will be. [ Stated simply as if it were a fact as she stands and moves to the door. ] Thank you.

[ She pauses on the threshold at D's admission. "Adrian" means nothing to her and it shows in her blank expression at first, but then her eyes widen slightly in recognition at his more well-known moniker. ]

... We have met. ... I will remember it.

[When she understands, he nods his head slowly and gently. His eyes watch her for a moment or two.]

I'll see you again.

... See you soon.

[ A curtsey, then she takes her leave. ]