That's what you said too. You wanted to stay a vampire.
[There's an odd sort of fondness when he says those words. It's off, and bittersweet in a way. He can recall initially how he had thought that that would have been good: two purebloods would have vanished that night. He's still glad that he was able to stop it.
He keeps her attention despite beginning to feel more unsure, brows knit.]
The answer isn't one you're going to like at all. [not even remotely] . . . But I know you don't like being kept in the dark, even if it's something painful. I don't want to lie to you.