She smiled again, but her eyes darkened as she played with her necklace. How could he have saved her? He was a human, and from watching the human race over the years all she had seen was hate and pain. But now, how could one simple human have saved her life, and even carried her all the way to the hospital? She couldn't fathom his reasons, unless…no. He couldn't actually care about her. She fumbled with her necklae and sat up onto the pillows, then threw off her sheet and swung her legs over the side of the bed, not caring if he saw her leg completely healed and her walking, unsupported. She walked towards the chair against the wall and picked up her clothes then turned back towards the human. "What was your name again?" she asked.