I stared at him for a minute before I stood, a hand on my stomach as I walked to the window.

What do you want me to say? It's all going to be okay because that would be a lie. You see me weak, pathetic....nothing more than a vampire... I'm no fool, Radio, I could smell the change.

I turned back to him, my eyes black with the exception of the silver iris. Black smoke made it's way across the floor and up his legs, forming into chains. The moon's rays also came into the room, wrapping themselves into silver ropes around his neck.

Never take a lover for face value, Radio. It could be a deadly mistake.