No you don't, not if you say you hate Gangrel, of all people. I would believe it for Kira, but-

[ Elda's eyes shift - they take on a cat-like predatory state, and her fangs flash. She does that enough that it might seem a little bit silly, something Lusamine is long used to, but Elda's words are heavy and dark now. ]

For the first several weeks for me here, it was a struggle not to rend all of you humans apart. To snuff the life out of you and spill your blood. I struggled day in and day to stay my hand, terror and malice all entwined together once I realized I had revealed what I was but remained trapped, unable to erase your memories. I'd love to see every human life on the planet snuffed out if I knew I could survive once all that was done.

I will never forgive those monsters for what they did to me.

And while I am friends with you now, while I've been on fair terms with the others, please don't assume I don't still wrestle with that hatred even now. Because that is hatred. A weight that rests upon you very soul, something you are never, and can never be free from.