Her madness had always been a large part of her life. It was the source of her identity and the reason why she played into her grandsire's ridiculous prophecy. The vampire devil had to be a bit mad to do half of things she had done.

Age, instead of driving her further into insanity, had somehow brought reason and stability. So long as she continued the methods of keeping her temper in check, Caine could fade into obscurity.

"I was never fond of humans, Matt. The compound made it just more...pronounced." But she knew she couldn't avoid people forever. "Look, for the first time, maybe you could be with me?"