There was a lot she still didn't know, but Lauren had faith in the fact that Hal would teach it all to her over time. Because somehow, he cared. He cared more than Mitchell did even, if one were to look at the evidence. Mitchell, who had turned her then abandoned her, where Hal took her under his wing and taught her all about what she was.
"I think you just gave me the equivalent of a 'the world is at your fingertips' speech," she said cheekily, grinning a little at the idea of it. But he was right, though. They were better. Higher on the food chain. And that's all it was, wasn't it? Nature's answer to evolution or something. She couldn't help the sheepish little smile as he kissed her hand.
She glanced to the place he'd indicated where the woman he'd chosen was and she nodded. "Do you think I can. On my own, I mean?" The doubt was evident not only in her voice, but also across her face. She had already killed so many times back home, unable to stop herself because it was just so bloody impossible to stop. But that was before she'd had a proper teacher, right? So maybe this was different. Still, she had to question it.