The reassurance that she was nothing like Caius made Bella smile, and she nodded her head. “I’m glad for that. Thanks.”

After a few moments of silence between the two, Bella grabbed at her pillow and held it to her chest, a frown crossing her lips as she began to think. The girl seemed tired, but she was a bit curious as to her background and the like. Cyrille had been from somewhere random and unheard of, so she couldn't help but wonder where this strangely beautiful girl came from.

“So,” she began after a few more moments of silence, her eyes looking towards Sierra. “Where are you from?”