"Lyca, Ciridia, Angel, Erina... All of you want to tell me what it is you're thinking. You keep trying to fool yourself just because you think Miv will find out, and you don't want to hurt her. But nothing like that will happen. I am not going to tell anyone what you are about to say to me." D'Artigo reaches forward with his other hand, and gently strokes the two small dots on her neck where he had bitten her. "Some wounds heal better when they are out in the open, not concealed from everyone."
"That's nothing to be ashamed of Lyca. The fact that you love means that there is still a heart inside you... which means that you're better off than many people in this world." He chuckles brushing away some of her hair from her face. "Don't you feel better though now that you've told me? Now that it's not all inside you? Doesn't it feel good?"
D'Artigo kept staring into her eyes, though offered no powerful physical resistance to her movement.