There was a slight nod at the answer, as if the high priestess were simply logging away the information. She sat up slowly, the robe falling to expose more flesh, but the way she moved didn't suggest that she was trying to seduce the woman beside her. No, Zaladane was thinking.
"And why would you wish to make others? Why create more of your kind?" There were a few answers to this, but the high priestess wanted to hear Selene's reasoning. Or at least the reasoning she'd give. Zaladane had ways of gathering the truth from another person, but for now, she thought she'd give the vampire a chance. It tended to work better that way.