Xavier chuckled at the remark the rath'kar made "You have no idea my friend." He says looking over their mansion, damned vermin have done well for themselves over the past four centuries it seems. He wasn't thrilled about being brought to their home, but he knew he had little choice. He sighed, he didn't like this, the others would be fine, but if these Desol's found out he was one of their past misdeeds one of their experiments gone wrong, he knew what would happen, he'd either have to run, and maybe kill these people that he fought alongside, no easy feat to be sure, one with enough planning could be done but he didn't want to think about that,,,and the pain that would come with it. He looked at the estate some more, the other would be letting them finish what they started, or just finish him. He knew that what happened to him is a dark secret that they want gone no doubt...how many of them have the gift anyway, he couldn't feel it from them... which is something their kind could, although he couldn't feel it when he was a fledgling, also when their family was alive and took upon the gift. He forgot that he had once been alive with the gift because of their experiments. Living blood had such a concealing effect on it, only showing when you didn't feed for months rather than the few weeks it was for him. He was lost in thought about it now, barely looking at the others from under his hood.