Gently he nodded his head feeling slightly exposed and vulnerable discussing these things with a nearly complete stranger but to his surprise it actually helped some to get it all out in the open though he rather felt a little sorrowful too. Jared was already depressed, had been since he came to this place but now he was staring at his sadness and anger laid out so beautifully by the slayer. Without realizing it he touched his chest feeling the breastplate beneath his flesh and the offensive organ that was his heart as if he actually felt the pain she described. He drew his lip in and gently bit down on it pushing it all away yet letting the simmering rage of his being linger as the pain did but now conceal it under a layer of aloofness even when she smiled at him. Jared found he didn’t have the energy to return the gesture but he did acknowledge it with a frown instead “I won’t judge you…ever…it be rather hypocritical of me”
The vampire moved towards one of the windows, peering out at the evening “I’ve been thinking of death Faith…I died once…oh it was so …so serene! I just want to go back to that point…think I should greet the dawn?” She had caught Jared in a dark moment of suicidal thoughts. Like any terminal patient having only to look forward to pain and suffering considering the option of self-termination.