"No," she replied, "It won't."

His response wasn't what she wanted to hear, but true to her word, she would explain as best she could.

"I've been called many things over the years, one such title would be Soul Reaper." She took a breath, still meeting his gaze, but her confidence continued to fade, "My kind traditionally do not possess souls, so I suppose it was mere instinct that drove us to hunt something that we did not have. We gain a life for each soul we consume and I lost track of mine several hundred years ago."

She had been a monster, and she supposed that, despite everything, she still was.