"Strength of resolve is something to be respected."
Vincent blinked as a scent assaulted his senses. His gaze fixed upon Ava, Jasper's assistant, as she made herself known. She addressed the Morgenstern vampire as his eyes lingered on her form a bit longer, only removing them when Nikki left. He followed her as she walked away, and then she stopped. A ghost of a smile pulled at his lips slightly before it was gone. Perhaps what he stated came out wrong. That was what he meant in the first place. If she needed to cry, then he would be there and allow her to do so.
"Indeed I was," he replied softly before turning his attention towards Ava. He glanced at the Ellsworth girl, the sweet smell of strawberries entering the vicinity. If had been a young vampire, he would have attacked the girl and tried to drain her. The smell was intoxicating to his kind, and even though he's had a few centuries worth of restraint, the scent was still tempting. He shoved the thought to the back of his mind. Shouldn't the girl be with Jasper to begin with? It was dangerous out on her own, especially with that scent of hers.
"Ellsworth, do you need me to accompany you back? I do believe Jasper wouldn't like for you to be out by yourself," he spoke, addressing Ava by her surname. It wasn't because he didn't know her first name, but merely because that is how he addressed almost everyone. Occasionally, he'd address someone by their given name, but out of respect to most, surnames were usually used. Regardless, if she wanted his company, he would provide it. If she didn't, then he would simply leave her be. He didn't want to intrude more than he already had, however; if something happened to the girl that he could have prevented, he had a feeling Jasper wouldn't be very happy about that. It was enough of a thought to almost make him chuckle slightly.
Erys watched as Ava left, almost half tempted to call out after her, but she was already gone. Why would she leave her with these two? Especially with the Alistair vampire? Wasn't Ava aware that Erys and Morgan were about as friendly as a mongoose and a snake were? She sighed deeply, glancing at the two males as they conversed amongst each other. She was about to leave herself when Jasper extended an invitation to the both of them. She rose an eyebrow slightly. It was about time she surveyed the grounds anyways. Before she could answer, Morgan spoke, and his comment caused her to furrow her brows.
"So, that's all we are? Drooling mutts slobbering and clamoring for your affection? You think too highly of yourself, Morgan," she responded, folding her arms against her chest in the process. The statement kind of pushed a metaphorical button within Erys, and she didn't like it one bit. "Besides, it's not exactly uncommon for a dog to chase a dog, now is it?" she continued. The comparison was probably about right. That is how she viewed the Alistair vampire anyways. He might have been related to her, somewhere thinly down the line, but that wouldn't save him from her wrath if he wanted to endure it.
Instead, she tried to ignore the Alistair vampire and turned her attention to Jasper. "That, really isn't necessary to begin with von Nacht. Circling the grounds belongs to the hunters and myself. You should stay and try to enjoy yourself. I am not sure Vincent would appreciate me taking advantage of his friend in helping out with our duties," she replied to his question. While technically it was true, she and the others could take care of that duty. That was why they were here in the first place. He and the Alistair vampire should be enjoying themselves, not making rounds and doing her job.