The fact that she couldn't talk about her past without that look was something to be said. Once she had finished though, her entire body seemed to relax. The look disappeared and her gaze moved from his to seek out a thought path that was soon lost again. Jager had just checked up on her. Funny how he shut down to her lately.
"I suppose you could say that." Then when his knife came out, her hand went instinctively for hers until he spoke to the man and the man started talking.
Lady? Hardly. She snorted in mild amusement as he pressed his knife against the man's throat a bit harder, watching him as the knife disappeared again. She watched him take off and then shrugged a little bit. She could've handled it herself.
Moving alongside of him yet again, Sarah shrugged her shoulders. "That I know. My mother is one of them. But someday, I'll have her bitch's heart on a platter and have my revenge for those of mine she has hurt." Hers. Who was hers? Kristopher? Nikolas? Nissa? Jager? Aubrey? Jessica? Yes. To all of the above. They were her family, the only ones she ever needed. "But the human monsters are easily discouraged, as you seem to have done."