He raised her down slowly on the door step. He'd only had found this human a week ago, but she grew on him, he wanted to keep her, he really did, especially her being rare. Probably the last human of all of Aaa. Marshall looked at the girl, reconsidering taking her back with him, but he's a vampire and he knew he was unsuitable raising a human, and a girl at that. What he was doing was the best for her, she needed good and loving care, she needed a family, not a unloving soul that could devour her when angry. He took a step back, a tear rolling down his cheek. "Am I crying? I NEVER cry. I.. I don't understand, damn this is why I don't let people grow on me, the son of a demon can not and should not show or feel anything close or to love!" He placed the rabbit hat he caught and skinned for the child on her then wiped his face off with his red and black plaid shirt. He finally ran away from this tree type home after knocking on the door, and looked back at the child from a hill as two cats opened the door and took the girl inside. Finally he let his possession feeling upon her wash away and relief filled his expression. He may be 1,000 years old, but he still had a lot to learn before he could ever think about raising a child. And as he flew back to his cave slowly he finally said, "goodbye".