Oh he was a pretty thing indeed. She was glad that she was the curious sort and had been out and about to meet him. As he explained himself, Erika's eyes went wide. "How silly of me for not introducing myself." He then went on and her own brows drew together.

If she didn't know any better he was accusing her of something terribly bad. That could only mean that he thought she was part of some kind of lycan horde? "I do not know Wolfram and Hart people. I am Erika, sired by Kraven who...well who I used to think killed the lycan leader Lucian and ended the war between lycans and vampires."

Lifting a shoulder she motioned to the gates and mansion, "This place calls people here, I'm not sure why or how, I just know that it grows and changes and is pretty much living or seems to be. If stone can live." She eyed the gates for a moment, as if she was waiting for them to lick their lips. "What kind of blood is that on you? I have never seen the like, but it is blood. I can feel...life from it, but there's...evil." She took a step toward him, wanting to touch one of the coloured spots.