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She had said no, and Mora respected that. She wasn't a violent person so just asking someone if they wanted revenge was unusual for Mora, but she respected it non the less. She knew revenge was something that people wanted, it was what fuelled survival. If her newborn fledgling wanted revenge then she would hand it to her on a silver plate. Mora did anything her childer asked her to do. She wanted to keep them happy, and if this was how they were kept happy then so be it. Yet her eyes focused on Rain as she came to sit beside her on fountains edge, mirroring her actions as she dragged her fingertips under the water. A cooling sensation, she had to be sure.

"I didn't have to, but I wanted to." She said with a light shrug of her shoulders. Rain had always been dear to Mora since she had given her a job at Peppermint, she had looked out for the ex sorcerer, and would continue to look out for her now. How could she not. There had been something about the blonde that had drawn Mora to her, had made her want to look after her, bring her under her wing. "You've always been part of this family, to me. Now you are officially. This Crypt, is essentially your home now. If you wanted it to be." It was hard to process she was sure.

"If those blood bags are not cutting it, then perhaps you should be feeding from a live host. Would you like to feed on fresh blood instead?" She got up then, and extended her hand for Rain to take. If she wanted fresh blood, she would teleport them out of the Crypt and onto the streets, where she would find a willing human to become food for her childe.

Silence hung in the air like a smoke around a fire. Mora respected her silence and kept herself still. Finally the silence was broken by Rain’s words of thanks. Moss orbs looked the woman over and she nodded her head slowly. Accepting the woman’s gratitude. Though the woman didn't need to show her thanks, she had a lot on her plate - she had to adjust to being a vampire now and that in itself was a difficult feat. Mora looked this woman over seeing if she was ready to potentially leave the Crypt and explore the world with her new, and more keener senses.

“No.” The answer was instant. “You never have to kill your host.” She shook her head and ran her own fingertips between her strands of golden hair and let it sit there for a little while whilst she thought about things. “You drink enough, and when you remove your fangs. They become dazed and confused. They will not remember your face and you leave them somewhere safe. A park bench would suffice and let them come too, they won’t remember a thing.” She smiled. “Though there have been instances where the need for blood has become too great and I killed a couple of humans, I was new to this life though when it happened no one to guide me until Elizabeth saved me essentially from my thirst.” She paused to look at this woman’s horror struck face and laughed.

“Don’t worry. I’m here to help. You won’t take a human’s life.” Could they cute? Why not. “Sure.”