As the sun set, it seemed that the master of Castlevania didn't think it wise for the young woman presently in his company to return. In fact he marked it as a certain death sentence because of the other things which come out at night. "Well, at least the view was nice..." seemed to be all the young woman had to say about her impending demise. Other creatures of the night apparently weren't limited to vampires. Even so, that didn't seem to make much of a difference in the girl's life at the moment. Of course, she also thought that a problem of the future was hardly worth thinking about, as taking care of things immediately in front of you was always more pressing.
And as for things in front of her, there was this man, revealing himself properly as a vampire in all of his 'glory' so to speak. Kasmina, hadn't moved her eyes from his person, but she couldn't. Ethereal glow to his eyes and elongated fangs didn't seem to frighten her in the least. And though she'd held her hand out to ask for the return of her ring, it seemed he was content to take her hand into his own and place it upon her finger while looking her directly in the eye. Her breath was caught in her throat as this occurred and the act seemed so much more intimate than one would have assumed such a thing could be. A gentle flush crept up her neck, leaving her lightly pink for no reason at all really. And though the Scotsman had warned her against such an endeavor, she couldn't really look away, she was after all quite enamored but it had nothing to do with vampire powers. No, this was more about the kindness and care in which the man before her treated her, which was strange given the words coming from his mouth. There was so much tension between them she felt like it could snap at any moment, but she wasn't sure why such a thing existed. Still those emerald green eyes found themselves unblinking for several moments before she found the words to address the speech which the man made obviously from information within her own mind. 'Is it your plan to illustrate every power you possess as a vampire for me, Lord Phantomhive?' her mind begged this question as an immediate first thought to being probed for information, still their conversation was being carried on aloud and she felt no need to stop their discourse.
"I have entertained that series of events, as a focus in my mind all day. I had a very long horse ride to think about it, and see it as the most likely conclusion. It is a shame that I can barely understand what this man says, and that he will likely die leaving me alone with a child of his. Still, it's hardly worth more care right now than anything else," she said in a statement remarkably similar to how she'd chosen to deal with the idea that her father wouldn't allow her simple life's freedoms. She studied his eyes and face in this moment and found her lips giving the gentlest of up turns, it was almost a smirk, but it didn't quite reach the fullness required. "Also, I feel like I should express that though you may have thought of ending my life, or even still be tempted to do so now, I don't think you will. I already gambled with the idea of you killing me before, and you didn't when there was plenty of room for you to do so... but the man who won't kill someone and instead walks them home and protects them from the abuses they normally suffer, doesn't plan on killing that someone at all. You are far too kind and I can see it... even in those glowing eyes of yours." she finished this sentence while remaining within arms distance and staring intently at this man. One might think she'd simply gone mad, challenging a person obviously much stronger than her and the ability to kill her, but... she didn't think this a risk in the slightest. After what she'd witnessed of him, she could nigh guarantee her own safety in his presence.
The maid had gone completely silent, she was leaned into the back of the throne eyes locked on the pair before her. There was enough tension in this room that it couldn't be sliced through with a great sword, and she watched as this young human woman, seemed apt to keep tempting the Lord of this Castle. 'What will you do Master? Will you actually kill her...oooh will I get to eat her when you're finished. I haven't tasted innocent flesh in quite a while...' the maid licked her lips at the thought. Though it was only a passing thought, she knew her Master was least likely to fall into killing this lass just because she was here. He was sharing far too much information with her, for him to simply end her. But still... what could he be doing? This was what Alina wanted to know.