She was always interested in shattered minds and souls. There was a bit of weakness within the dark man before him. Not being able to control oneself is a part of weakness, and Phaedra could seemed to smell it with her very nose. She is not phased by her presence through, about the danger that may be lying behind his black lips.

"You say things but they are not as you think- I do not need to see anything," she muses.

"I do not need to see what you did again, I already see the aura you peeled away," she states bluntly, although with a light carelessness to her deeper voice.

She is driven to dig deeper though. She is the only one of the grandchildren who has really sought out the one that has been kicked out of Diveen. She is the only one brave- or stupid enough to go searching for the origin of her blood. She does listen as he speaks of chaos, chaos in his mind and she can only giggle at what he says- but it does not mean that she does not take his words seriously or without intense interest.

Grief. How could such a thing cause him to attack one unprovoked? How could losing an imprint cause such a thing? It was...intriguing to say the least. She perhaps could understand in a way others could not, with her mind warped and wired in a way most strange. Her imagination and emotions were tied, and she could feel a connection and losing it so suddenly within her mind.

She had pounced in the snow beside him, driven by a natural unknown instinct inside of her. She stared with intensity towards him, watching him as a fang appears through blackened lips.

"Even now you feel it- are you cursed? Perhaps- you need to find truth, a truth more white and clear than snow," she says as her head motions towards the white stuff below her.

"It is a shame dearest Grandfather, that you must be consumed, but that is the cost of chaos," she rambles, though her mind continues to think and contemplate on his situation, on this so called chaos in the mind. She wondered, of course, if the True Angel would assist in curing him- wiping away the chaos. Yes, it will be something that is to be considered. Surely, she does not wish her very own Grandfather to be plagued by something so- awful?