She nodded. She'd been to that place before. Many times.

"we don't talk about what we are with eachother but I'm going to trust you like you've trusted me." She said seriously. "I've done a lot of things to protect my sirens. Very few people know what those things are. Most of the time I can use words or influence, even money or sex, to get what I want."

Watching him, she held a hand out in front of her between them. Slowly, she let her skin change and scale over, her nails thickening and sharpening into talons. "These are the easiest for me. It's natural for me to fall back on these to solve my problem. I don't even need to try to call them up."

She turned her hand over to show him the back and let her scales harden and become rigid, edges sharpening into vicious blades. "I've used them before and I'll use them again, I'm sure. And it'll cost me a little piece of myself every time. I'm okay with that because it keeps others safe. The same applies to you. Every time you use the darker side of your magic, you know what it costs and you don't do it lightly. You do what you have to for the people you love and no one, no one, has the right to judge you for that."