All the while, Bellamy continued to struggle to keep her eyes away from her. Gratitude was an easy thing for her to express, if not by the words she chose than surely by the way she merely looked at someone so awe inspiring. Fingers interlocked behind her back and she squeezed them idly, as if it would help calm the elevated way her heart soared. More to the point, she was sure she could hear it. Or feel it. However that worked.
"Good." She repeated with a small nod. She thought to carry on by expressing that she was grateful. Those words weren't hard for her like they were for so many, but they never exactly sounded genuine from a stranger.
"They say you run things here. Well, not everything, but you do... A lot." Bellamy continued on, shrugging her shoulders as she continued to follow, "Is that true?"
An eyebrow was cocked in amusement before Evelyn's lips pursed. "The King of the city runs things," she said, matter-of-factly. She realized then, she would likely have to explain covens and the vampire hierarchy to the girl.
"I'm the grand consul of the Magistrate," she then continued, as if expecting the girl to know exactly what that was, though realized that was foolish of her. "We oversee all and any business regarding registered humans and newborn vampires." She tossed the human a quick glance before she continued. "We hold both judicial and execute power, but like any organization, we answer to the king of the city."
She spoke of a King like that information was common knowledge. Bellamy wondered if she should simply have kept her mouth shut after that; was it better to feign being informed or to willingly be ignorant?
It was like she knew, clever as she was, and she gave a greater stint of insight to someone who clearly must have had none. To Bellamy, that was another generous act where she really deserved no generousity.
"Ah," She continued on, nodding her head once like she really understood it at all; "So... You run a very great deal, but you still have a boss yourself." Bellamy tried then, "Perhaps I really am wasting your time. It seems precious." And surely a single human's rather outlandish request was better thrown to someone far below.
"Perhaps you are," she replied, though her voice held no bite. Instead, the faintest smile tugged at the brunette's lips as she stared straight ahead.
In fact, had anyone asked Evelyn directly why she was doing what she was doing - taking this human in, she wouldn't have any answers. Perhaps Evelyn was bored and found some slight amusement with the curious human. Or perhaps there was something about the human that made her curious.
"Though," she continued, "You didn't force my hand." It felt important to state.