Costin
"Yes, yes. I'm not doubting that you know. In that case, answering should be easy. This is where you are lacking Orianna." She shook her head sorrily, speaking as if truly heartbroken, only for her smile to grow more sincere. It was joy, an insidious happiness that crept in the vampire's heart when she laid her hand on her shoulder, grasping at her collar firmly, but gently.
"Oh, poor girl, you really can't see it can you. Its fine. I'll make you understand." Her red eyes stared into the doll's azure pupils, her wolfish pupils contracted before dilating as she uttered her final word. Her sorcery was insidious, not because of the nature of her eyes, but because she wouldn't use it to make someone act outside their nature.
She was merely giving her a little push in the right direction, or maybe you could call it a tug, a very gentle tug that focused her eyes back on the matter at hand. Her cold fingers stroked her lips before tracing down her neck. She was merely toying with her, no differently than a girl toys with a new barbie doll. So she shouldn't complain, no, she wouldn't.
But she did hope for the unexpected, deep down in her heart's throes. It would be so very beautiful.
"You're a puppet. A doll. Nothing more than a tool made to please others. I'm sure you must've made others reeeal happy with those hands of yours, or with those lips of yours. Comfort, happiness, love. You weren't made with those things in mind. No, that's not it. Simply being yourself is what brings you those things. Your body was made to be a convenience. Am I mistaken?"