Despite the state of intoxication Tetradore had been in on that fateful night, the passion that had laced her lyrics however, was something that he could not forget. He knew all too well what this gift might mean for her and yet, his tone remained entirely matter of fact as he voiced the instructions that had so laboriously been given to him. The auburn haired wvampire's safety was always a high priority for him - from the day they had first met to the moment he had cast her into the life she now lived. It was, perhaps, as important as the woman's happiness. Regardless of the man's matter-of-fact baritone voice, his emerald eyes remained entirely steadfast upon her feminine facial features, diligently watching for any hint that she was satisfied with the effort he had put forth for her. Her approval meant far more to him then Tetradore was willing to let on. The man was all too aware of the choked sound that left her sweet heart lips, the corner of his own tilting upwards ever so slightly in a brief display of pleasure. Tetradore fell silent after a moment, content to simply watch as the colored luminosity danced across the pale vampire's features. He could tell she was perhaps as enamored of the object as he has so hoped her to be and slowly Tetradore's head tilted ever so slightly to the side, his long dark locks brushing against his forehead with the simple motion.

He was silent as she finally found her voice, admitting just how much she had longed for the light of the sunrise to grace her beautiful features. A small glimpse of astonishment wound it's way across his features, his eyebrows furrowing for a brief moment as she insisted not only that she wanted to see the sun peek over the horizon now but that she intended to so with him, of all people. For a bring moment his emerald eyes met hers, his gaze intense as he watched her, inquisitive as to why she might be so inclined to join him on such a genuinely rare occasion. Tetradore had been so certain that she had filled her life with others - that she had forgotten all about him. He was so certain that by now, the demure damsel surely would have found someone to steal her heart away, regardless. of the budding emotions that weight so heavily upon him. Regardless of the uncertainty that wracked the man, he was quick to offer her a firm nod, a small simper brushing across his lips. "I would like that very much." He commented with some measure of gentleness.

His gaze drifted immediately towards the windows, noting the soft hue of the darkness beyond. "The sun should be rising soon." Tetradore commented, stepping the hallway. Even though his time spent within the small confines of her apartment were short, the were panther still recalled the layout of the flat and the fire escapes that were attached to both bedroom windows. "To the roof?" He inquired, gesturing down the hallway with every intent to follow her - after all, ladies did go first, didn't they?