[It seems the half shoulder cape thing is very popular with the sirens. Maria adjusts her own half subconsciously upon seeing the man, taking him in with only a vaguely surprised expression. She's been here a few days now and so not constantly on the outlook for vampires and the like. That pale face of his and differently colored eyes do make her pause a moment. Her mind drifts briefly to the pale man bathed in the light of the eclipse, a brief vision she had before passing out once more.

His tone is heavily bored and she wonders if he isn't speaking dispassionately from true boredom or force of habit.]

A creature put to the service of man and thereby oppressed just as man seeks to cage his brethren and equally oppress them perhaps?

[Sorry Holland, this girl has revolution on her mind.]