"An empty house is not a home."

He smiled wryly. "Empty?"

"Yes," she said simply. "Empty."

He took a step towards her, head tilted, ignoring the crunch of broken glass underfoot.

"What do you mean, empty?"

The woman laughed. "Oh, old man, do you really expect me to tell you?"

Amusement lingered at the edges of his bloodied mouth, though it did not reach his eyes.

"No," he admitted. "But nothing ventured, nothing gained."

"That is a human saying." Her eyes narrowed. "Yet you are no human."

One side of his mouth pulled up, and he clicked his tongue.

"You are quite right," he conceded quietly. "I have not been human in a very long time."

She studied him, and her lip curled.

"Coward."

"Oh, no. No, that is where you mistake me, madam. I ran for the safety of another. I cared naught for myself." His guise turned cold. "I have died several times to protect those I hold dear."

She suddenly rose from her chair, and moved close to him, assessing him with her searching stare.

"I know who you are. You do not protect; you kill. You destroyed countless civilisations, you slaughtered innocents."

"Then know this."

His eyes burned with fire as he locked gazes with her.

Yet the words that fell from his mouth were cold as ice.

"If you continue to interfere… I will not hesitate to end your life. I will not even feel remorse. I will see it as an eye for an eye."

"Another human expression."

He smiled darkly, and in the dim light with the blood dry upon his face, he would have scared the bravest of men.

"Habit."

A/N: I'm back! With a sequel! So excited for this! Oh, I hope you like it, I really do! :D

Lightning xoxo