Something very small and quiet within her told her that this was a bad idea, that she should end it and leave. That same small, little voice told her not to ask any questions or talk, knowing deep down that all the things she'd come to realize would be confirmed, not to mention the things she didn't know yet. Did she really want to know? Another voice, one much stronger and more pronounced said yes quite clearly.
It was because of that louder voice that she denied herself the instinct to move away when he stepped forward. Open to it? How could she possibly be open to it? What the hell was wrong with her? She was indeed more open to it that she realized herself, proof enough considering she allowed burning curiosity to win out over rational thinking. Without giving it conscious thought, she'd let him take her hands and lead her to sit.
"Then tell me the truth," she said once she'd sat down. "Tell me who you are." She knew he was evil. That was about it. Something told her he wasn't just evil though, that it was more than that. Something special. So... if that was it, then what did he want her open to? Being evil too? Too many questions and not enough answers. And she really wanted those answers. Not to mention, the whole sister thing. While she had the idea, that was just something she couldn't believe yet. Not that it didn't mean it was wrong. Secretly, she'd be disappointed to be wrong. "Tell me who I am and why you want me to know this."