He couldn't help, but silenty agree with Rose's words. Indeed, there were times he found it hard to even describe Claude to himself. Sure sadistic, egoistic and cruel were a few good adjectives, but Claude seemed to even be beyond bad. What Rose had said ,however, did confirm that she was as old as if not older than Claude was and with that who knew just how powerful she really was. He hesitated as she gestured for them to come into her carriage, sharing a look with Jean before gingerly he took a seat next to the boy. He was somewhat glad for the confined space. As much as he loved the freedom of nature and the wild, it was easier to tell what sort of danger or weapon was lurking in each nook and cranny.
He still did not make direct eye contact with the woman, choosing to stare out of the small window into the night, though his ears were sharp and he never missed a single word she said. Again,he did not find anything suspiscious about her story. Claude could attract those with a midset like him. It was perhaps misfortune that Benard did not think the exact same way. He was glad that Jean also was not like his sire or he may have never run away from Javert. He wondered if Claude would still be buried underground if he had indeed never met Jean and Javert had never come to what once was his land, but found that he didnt want to think about the lonliness and boredmon of those days.
"Perhaps I will give him a fang for a fang, a few months uderground should do him good. Coupled with some lovely nightmares just to keep his mind tamed as well. A few children prepared for him to feast after he is out, to show him that no pet is meant to be kind to mere mortals." He said wickedly, feeling the strong bond between him and his pet. Softly, he whispered into Benard's mind, "I am coming for you my pet."
He jumped slightly hearing his mentor's voice in the middle of Rose's explanation of her offer to them. Please let it just be his mind playing trick's on him, but it was more likely to be Claude with a warning. He looked up at Rose as she waited for their answer then over to Jean. Would an ocean be enough to separate him from Claude? The collar felt tight around his neck again though not strangling him just yet. The lamp didnt really help ease him , but at least it cast more shadows along with the light. It reminded him of Javert's shadow still within his own though it stayed dark, not affected by the light at all.
Finally, he cleared his throat and said, "We will watch over your land. As long as you make sure our sires never find us." He knew that even though they would be leaving their home land behind and the only memories of their humanity, it would still be safer for the both of them tobe as far away from Javert and Claude as they possibly could be.