Lucy's face had curled into a sulk, so very reminiscent of the expression her human counterpart often wore. But her teeth bared in hungry glee at the appearance of the three humans. The first two were familiar threats, but the third man...
"John?" For a moment, the voice was all Lucy -- real Lucy, human Lucy -- and the blond vampire tipped her head, curious and worried. "John, don't hurt us, please." Her mouth closed and lips pouted, so very fragile and breakable, and she stretched a pleading hand. "It's me, Lucy, and Mina..." She focused her gaze and her attention on the man: seducing, pleading, charming.