"......." Dom was silent as Desiree said the last part.

"Indeed it is." he then said.

"....might I see a glimpse of it?" he asked.

"If you're not comfortable with it, then I understand, but... it's been a while since I've borne witness to the eye." he reasoned.

"They also say the eye reflects one's own soul." he then commented.

"Would you mind letting me see?"

Dom was definitely surprised to see it, but what caught his attention wasn't her eye... it was the scars around it.

"....oh..." he said.

"Oh, no..." he mumbled.

He then leaned forward a little, hanging his head slightly.

"Marcus, you damn fool." he muttered to himself. "I told you not to make the same mistakes I did." he said further, before looking at Desiree again.

"Thank you." he told her.

"You can put your hair back now, if you want to." he said.

"And... I'm sorry." he apologised. "I... bet I can guess how those scars were acquired."

"...." Dom was silent for a moment, and sighed.

"I'm still sorry." he said.

"Maybe if your father had trusted himself, this wouldn't have happened to you." he said further.

He then looked at her, and she could see how he hated that she had gone through the hell she had.

"I'll tell you all I know." he told her.

"Just ask whatever you want." he said.

"I'll try and fill you in on what Marcus couldn't, or didn't."

".....bearing in mind, I haven't seen him in... years." Dom replied.

"But last I saw him, he was alive. And well." he told her.

"And I haven't heard anything in the hunter circles I am privy to, so I don't think he's dead." he said.

"I can't say that with 100% certainty. More like.... 90% certainty." he elaborated further.

"As for why he left... he didn't trust himself." he then said.

"When you were born, he sensed the mana inside you... and he was very conflicted. Moreso than he expected to be. He didn't want to hurt you. And he didn't trust himself enough to make the correct decisions while around you." he went on.

"So he panicked... and ran."

"....see, that's apparently something that's been newly discovered." Dom responded.

"When... a hunter passes on his genes, so to speak... it seems that it has an effect on the one receiving the genes, and they adopt stereotypical attitudes and behaviours of a traditional hunter." he told her.

"If Marcus had known that... I like to think he would have stayed." he went on.

"And if I were to wager, he might be scared, or ashamed, to try and see you now." he then guessed. "Probably." he insisted.

"But I CAN try and find him for you." he then offered.

Dom was quiet for a moment, and then sighed quietly.

"...you didn't deserve to have the family you did. You deserved better." he told her. "I can already tell you had it unfairly hard in your past, and I am sorry for that." he said further.

"And questions for you?" he then asked.

"Well... maybe some." he admitted.

"How did you meet my son?" he asked her.

Dom raised an eyebrow when she said that.

"Oh?" he asked.

"Interesting." he commented.

"What were you studying there?" he asked her.

"And before you ask, yes, I am curious as to what my son was studying there as well, and if you want to volunteer that information, I welcome it, but this is about YOU." he chuckled.

"But that seems like a rather serendipitous kind of meeting." he then added with a small smile.

"How cliche." Dom replied.

"But in a good way." he quickly clarified.

"It's good to meet you." he told her. "Seems that my son has impeccable taste in partners." he chuckled. "You're pretty, your personality sparkles..." he went on.

"Overall, I can see why he fell for you." he summarised.

"And you're obviously a strong woman to have come this far." he then added.

"....heh." Dom chuckled.

"That's a fair question." he said.

"And... to be honest, I don't have a 'real' answer for you." he admitted.

"All I knew was that I was tracking a vampire, and I was ready to kill it. I ambushed her from a hiding spot, but as soon as I laid eyes on her, I diverted my attack and ended up hurting myself when I slammed into a nearby boulder." he told her.

"...she looked so alone... so lonely..." he continued.

"I could see no malice in her... this was a person that wanted to be left alone. And I couldn't bring myself to do it. I realised at that moment... that my victims had been people, too. Some deserved to die, but others hadn't." he went on.

"In that moment, in her eyes... I saw the truth."

Dom was silent for a moment.

"....oh, right." he said.

"She mentioned the Triad a bit ago, and I said I'd ask her about it." he recalled.

"...with all that's happened, I never did, though." he then mumbled. "Guess I've just been to caught up in having my family back." he chuckled quietly.

"So she works for the Triad?" he asked.

"That's great. Good for her." he smiled.