There's a silent pause between them, as she considers his words. "You're the only vampire I know," she finally says, her expression earnest and soft.

"And I do like to let someone's prove themselves trustworthy as an individual rather than go by baseless, biased opinions written of their whole race, by some bard in a book. I mean, you've met Volo."

There's a change in her expression again, from that roll of her eyes about Volo to something softer. Soft and warm, like the candlelight in the tent. "I trust you."