‘ Those things you call trash, or so we dubbed as crazed ex-humans
are beyond of my control. ’ He retorts without sparing her a glance, his
form perfectly still under the dimmed lights. Her eagerness to insult
his pride as the pureblood who ruled over common vampires had
left a bad taste onto his mouth. Just like it did with a certain someone.

     ‘ Should my underlings harm anyone && as it apparently worries
you this much then I supposed you should pay closer attention && handle  
those kids that wanders around at night despite having been warned not
to venture out as they please. It is your job, after all —- Miss Prefect. ’ stated 
as a matter of factly, his lips curling into that of a smirk as he finally reveals
bright crimson contacts, mirroring hers in a way. ‘ As much as I am not
fond of the way you run your mouth, I do hope you realize that I am not
to give special treatment to those who disobeys me. Just like you
&& your people, I — too, wish for peace. Imprint that on your mind. ’  

    tilts head to the side, his brows furrowed once more. ‘ I am aware
that I cannot be trusted given such hostility I received from your kind.
I’m by no means not going to act clean but they ( ^{those who served me} ) 
are trying their utmost best to coexist with everyone. ’

Though hopefully, the rest of them would follow suit.
Purebloods && common vampires alike, he mused.