Nerezza's gaze grew nearly murderous as Ne'Os spoke back to her. The damned Vampire dare speak to her in such a way? He was surrounded by people who didn't trust him one cent and here he was, trying to prove that he was actually something more than he appeared to be. Gnashing her teeth violently as she gripped onto the Dining Room table, she glared daggers into his smiling face. How dare he mock her! And he had the nerve to speak so horribly of the Dark Lord! With blazing black eyes, she hissed, "You dare speak of the righteous Dark Lord with such mockery! He was a better fighter than you ever were, no matter whose wand you have." She threw him another snarl full of rage. She was losing her mind, the sanity slowly slipping from her control. The Dragon was about to take over her entire brain. She growled when he showed her his silver arm. She didn't care if he was made of steel! She would rip him limb from limb when the situation arose.
Then, her entire demeanor changed. Her lips curled into a beautiful smile and she stared at Ne'Os as if she had just realized something. With shining emerald eyes, she murmured, "I do not have to touch you to kill you, Emof. There are other ways for a man to suffer." Nerezza always made it a habit to find everything she could about those she chose to be around, making sure to keep their private lives in the back of her mind. She found out everything she could about their loved ones and then threatened their hearts if they crossed her. When the idiotic Vampire said that he would be willing to help them, Nerezza snorted derisively. Standing up and looking at the other Death Eaters, she exclaimed, "Who is to say that this swine will not simply warn the Order Members of our plan? He has not been known to be very loyal." She wanted to kill him with every fiber of her being, but she would wait until he took another wrong step.