She saw the light in his eyes dim, and his face growing sad. Her face fell feeling bad but this wasn't her forte. Hearing him say to forget it and seeing him stand and turn away from her. She was on her feet quickly, in front of him. "Jacques...Don't be sorry and I won't forget it...you said you understand what you may be getting into...Do you actually understand?" She asked him not wanting him to lose out on a better opportunity. I've been alone for 500 years...it's hard for me to just talk about these kinds of feelings...we've only known one another for three days now, plus you have your promise...if we stayed together that long...I wouldn't want to lose you, I wouldn't want to watch you slowly die...you have your promise to your father that you wouldn't be bitten in any form... plus after you pass...I'm alone again, I don't think I can bare the sorrow...there's a lot to think about before just jumping into something like this..." She said explaining her reasoning and fears for it. Afraid now that her silence from before was turning him away from her as all of this...."If we do this...I want it to mean something, not only for a few months weeks a couple years, I'd want it for life,"