[ He could blame her. He's sure he could. But he doesn't, he knows what those instincts feel like. What it's like to forget himself, what it's like to want to. Maybe it'll be different for her, because this isn't vampirism as he knows it, but some things probably aren't so different. He sighs. ]

Davina- I'm not going to kill you. I won't promise you that. But I do promise that I'll stop you and find some way to snap you out of it.