Her gaze quickly flickers to his metal-shod hands and the light dancing along them. Silently, She takes a step away from him as he seems to be..grieving? Humans are such weird creatures.

But, hearing that his wife had been killed by her kind makes Rip a little uneasy and very, very wary as she subtly slips closer to the shadows the trees provide to hide in if she needs to. "Humans alvays seem to burn zhe bodies of our victims. Zhey believe it vill prevent zhe dead from becoming one of us."

She snorted faintly. "It's more complicated zhan zhat, ozhervise humanity vould be over run vith vampires." And obviously that wasn't the case. Rip stilled, studying him. She probably could take advantage of his state and attack, tear out his throat and escape to keep living her life. However, it's the magic he wields that has her doubting her chances of success.

"Zhe 'vhy' varies from vampire to vampire."