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Klaus ?was correct to assume that Van Helsing ?was having, to say the least, a difficult time believing this and understanding it. He followed the conversation as best he could, especially listening to Amara’s???answers, wanting very much to do something, not just sympathize, but to actually help. How could all of this be, he found himself wondering and asking in his own mind. ? A part of him wanted to disbelieve the whole thing entirely, and try to explain it away scientifically, but he knew that was more for his own comfort, it was rather selfish, wanting to have an easy answer to it all. Besides, the problem with all of that was, there were no easy answers, no ideas were coming to him that might help him explain the whole thing away with science. So, he was forced to believe, at least in part, that there had to be some other, more supernatural explanation for it all. ? ?As he made notes, he stated, I will need time to consider all of this, there are many potions to help the body, but in so far as I am aware, none for the soul or spirit. He wondered increasingly if he wasn’t out of his league, as far as ?that does not mean there can’t or won’t, be a potion for such, it just, hasn’t been invented yet, in so far as I am aware. helping. ??????

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Van Helsing Said nothing, but listened with intense interest to the conversation going on around him, occasionally making notes as he deemed it necessary. But even as he listened, he felt mild trepidation, wondering just exactly what he had gotten himself into, but then deciding to himself, these are, ? At least they once were people, people who were probably changed against their will, at least at first, and at least in most of the cases. I must, I must help them, it is the right thing to do, it is…, The only thing to do.?

Van Helsing’s ?eyes widened with interest when Klaus ?ask his question about spirits crossing through her. Even as he listened, he was already beginning to try and think of what potions or what herbs could be used to facilitate such things, at present he was coming up with nothing, but that could change, and likely would, with enough time to think on the matter. For now though, the doctor simply listened, looking interested and amazed.

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Smiling at Rena's adorable quipped, Henry had to wonder if the blood in question had some medicinal properties. Then realizing he was veering off track, his smile grew until the conversation turned serious again. "That stands to reason," Henry agreed, picturing his other self, his better developed self perhaps. It made sense that a different name would be suited to a different body. He had to wonder if the mental picture of what he imagined his future self to be was drawn somehow from the past, and if the name was as well. At times he had such an imagination. Seeing himself looking different, in a different time, with unusual powers, and habits. It was all unlikely but at least a part of that would be true. That in itself was?remarkable, he finally decided, letting go of his earlier imagination.

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"You are right. Talking of an enemy usually makes my blood boil and is not conducive to pleasantries.?Not that I make a habit of talking about my enemies. I don't have that many, and the ones I do, can be usually reached and punished.?You are one lovely hellion. You make such an intriguing effect on me, making me wish to converse for one, and making me wish to be physical as well. You?have it all, too much for my poor starved brain to handle, I fear. Very well, no more talking, only doing," Henry agreed, patted?Rena's brilliantly smooth hair, and drew her into a?vigorously passionate kiss.?

"Oh,? we're already at that unfortunate point, where you call me by another man's name," Henry dryly commented but his heart was not truly in it, He was enjoying every moment they shared, every hint of passion and could not bring himself the possibility that Rena seriously fancied another.

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"What's that about Caligari? How do you know about this preposterous excuse for a medical professional? And what makes him more dangerous than any other opponent. Surely I am less susceptible to his suggestions than his own patients. The man does give me the creeps, I'll grant you that. So there is no way for me to trust him, even if?I am drowning and he has water for me. I will rather drink his blood, provided it is not poisonous. I suppose I am getting carried away with my example, but you get the point," Hyde shrugged, his?mind struggling to think in the midst of passion.????

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Henry Hyde did not mind renewing their acquaintance in the most intimate of ways. Despite the eventful day, despite his earlier opportunity to slake the thirst he did not even realize he had, he was ready for more. Sleep was so very necessary and yet, the chance to conquer the enticing female body ranked even greater on his priority scale. He had been used to indulging himself once with others and not feeling the need to repeat the experience. But Rena somehow found his weakness, perhaps was his weakness, or knew how to inspire him. He knew not which was correct,?but then his mind was too distracted to analyze her just then.

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"Well, thank you," he graciously accepted her compliment, and if he didn't blush, it was only because that was not his way. He was no shy maiden on the one hand and knew his worth yet the quiet?murmur inside of him made him vaguely uncomfortable. That was not the way women acted. That was not the way women were supposed to talk about a male body. But then, perhaps that was the illogical voice of that same society that was holding him??

back from attaining his greatest potential. Perhaps at least his body, if no other male one, should be appreciated thusly, as was its due.

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Rena was vastly different from other girls, and the more he got to know her, the more he liked it. "How does it measure up, compared to other male specimen," Henry wondered, almost intentionally fishing for a compliment now. His own mental discomfort thrilled him almost as much as his physical excitement over his partner. "If the potion gives me power over you, then I heartily welcome it," he openly admitted, beginning to grow large with every kiss he'd administered over her?mouth and neck.?

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"I need this...you, " Hyde corrected?himself almost breathless with desire.

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?Once the guest room was empty, she would clean it, then, having gotten the requested clothes for Rena, and assuming that the lady of the house would come or call for her when she desired the clothing, Mary would then go to her own room, and fall into bed. ?

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"There are so many elements in Botany to explore though. My head can spin with everything involved. Formation of various kingdoms and species could take us on the historical route. There are interactions with life sciences, and yet another trend established lately is to merge Botany and Zoology. It is all rather riveting, I must admit. Then there is the?science of poisoning. I had to wonder?often how these?experts we know from history, the French and the Italians primarily, knew so much. How could they know what made an effective poison without having medical knowledge or trying it out themselves? It seems like there could be a lost science to that art as well. Yes,?I certainly hope to have enough time, for there is but the beginning of what one could study. It seems teeming with infinite potential, this unassuming science of Botany.

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So what did you enjoy about Africa?" Henry wondered with curiosity. "For myself, I am not sure if I would relish the conditions. But they do have such an interesting lore there. Sometimes I wonder if a scholar of mythology, especially the Greek one, can study the most basic layers of it by?going to Africa. It seems so deliciously primitive after all and could present the picture of how civilization formed. And then, at other times, I find myself less enthused, due to the?aforementioned discomfort.

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It is all very interesting as are dreams. Which makes me wonder, do you happen to know which part of the mind in you is the dreaming one? If so, we could possibly figure out how the dreaming mind is blocked, what debilitates it, and how to facilitate it back into proper operation. One never knows, those herbal remedies could do wonders when properly applied. For the right amount of money, a great alchemist of some kind might be able to fix your problem,"?Hyde eagerly speculated. ? ?

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