Kennet rolled his eyes. "It is not about how much power one has, and I am aware of a number of great creatures that I have seen since the beginning. None of that makes anyone their equal or not." His tone kept level and without emotion.
Her closeness merely laughed in the face of her statement as he stood nearly a foot above her. Heat and desert spices once again filled the room, albeit just as subtle as before. "Did I not?" He asked, raising a thick brow. "Those witches you saw, the knowledge you gained from stepping into her memory, did not give you all the information. My kind enjoys using humans, Elia. Those in our beds were not friends of ours, they were a pass time."
Kennet grabbed Elia's chin and looked into her eyes, letting the fire show behind his. "I did not say I did not trust you. You were comparing yourself and I gave you the truth. I see your truths to know you, as I do everyone in my employ. You are given more than most of the humans or anyone here and you work harder when you want something bad enough." Letting go of her chin, he returned his hands to behind his back, creating that long, lean form he held.