Eve stood next to Vincent, watching the roofs of the houses that had been covered in the hay before, had disappeared into the air after burning in the fire. The reflection of the flames could be seen in both hers and the pureblooded vampire's eyes, but it was Vincent who enjoyed the sight of it.
She knew Vincent was different than most, a person of unusual behaviour but she hadn't expected him actually to burn down Meadow. The man was greyer than she had believed him to be. Even though it was done with respect to love, it didn't justify his actions in her eyes, and she said,
"You went extreme on this one, Vincent."
"Hm, I didn't?" Vincent questioned, making Eve wonder if he was asking her in doubt or telling her that he hadn't done enough.
