The flash of emotions made reassured him, more so then the emotioneless state this woman appeared to prefer. With a shake of his head, Amaury signaled his refusal of payment. For his answer, he moved away to disappear into the well stocked kitchen. Carefully the blond selected fresh fruits and bread, instead of anything heavier. From her state, he speculated that perhaps she'd not eaten for a few days. It certainly seemed so when he managed to catch glimpses of her energy. Anything heavier might only make the poor woman feel even worse then her wounds did.


And though she was strange, it was easy to take it all in stride because of what he was. The man moved almost warily back to her side with the wooden tray in gloved hands. Placing it near her, he motioned for the woman to eat. "There's no need for payment. This is a sanctuary for all those in need and as such, we do not accept anything in return." Riva would have a heart attack if anyone did that!