Eztli couldn't help but sigh again, and he lowered his head sadly. In some ways Treat and Tanith were just far too alike, and Eztli was finally coming to the realization that he might not be able to fix this. That made him very sad. He really liked Treat, and he thought his presence in Tanith's life had been good for her. It wasn't as if the woman had friends. Her gradual acceptance of Treat had made Eztli feel as if she wasn't a lost cause. What now?
"That is precisely why Tanith left quietly, you are right," Eztli gave him. "I don't think she would be so upset over vampire blood - I know for a fact she's taken it before, out of necessity of course, and considers it to be the only possible thing their race could ever offer to humanity. But measures were once taken to save her life that she did not approve of, and would not have wanted for herself, and I believe that still haunts her to this day. She was thinking about it when she left that night, and I believe that is why she won't bother you again. Tanith feels sorry, and she's not used to that sort of thing. I don't think she knows how to deal with that, so she'll try to bury it away." Damn water elementals. Eztli felt certain that it was the water in her that wanted to throw things down to the bottom of some well and pretend they were gone, but they weren't gone.
Eztli looked back up at Treat again, his large green eyes still sad, and shook his head. "I have never felt threatened, or that Tanith's life was threatened by what you are. What you are does not worry me, and so I am happy to keep the secret. You needn't worry about that."