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[sevatel]

Was it possible she truly was that oblivious to it all? In reality it wasn't an absurd slip of the mind. Sevatel knew his peer's absent-minded nature along with the way certain details could evade the mind with age, as with anything.

Still, this meeting assured him of one thing, and it was that this woman was as innocently residing there as the rest of them, as he'd suspected. The gossip-mongers had merely gotten their panties in a wad again.

"My Lady Amira and I reside right here, below the city with the rest of our family. Please, call me Sevatel. Perhaps you would see this as an invitation to come visit us, some evening," he suggested with a smile, and it was quite possibly the first honest smile he had offered her since they had met.

"And you have nothing to fear from me either," he assured her as an afterthought. "I believe we are all rather fond of keeping the contented balance amidst our unusual arrangements around the region."

He seemed like the paranoid type... not that she blamed him. Vampires were already hunted widely enough, there was no doubt there was a cleric or two lingering someplace close that'd try to stake them through the heart the first chance they got.

"Three of us..?" she questions after a moment's pause, brows furrowing as she frowns in confusion. It wasn't that she was prying for information... she was truly confused.

"I'm sorry again, I didn't realize there were other vampires nearby.." she explained hesitantly, trying her very best to avoid any kind of confrontation or quarrel with somebody she didn't even know... somebody who was infuriatingly not giving her his name.

"I assure you its not too bold ... and I promise you that I won't get into any trouble... that's the last thing I wish for.. I'll speak to Tareque too about this... I'm sure he doesn't realize what he's doing draws attention..." as far as excuses go it was a poor one... and she damn well knew it.

The last thing she wanted was to be in trouble for Tareque's actions.

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[sevatel]

( @starbvund from Artor ) He just give him a look that says: Not this bitch again.

@starbvund He's not wrong.

It seemed so, and said bitch was now giving back a much similar look.

"What? No daggers to fling at my head, this time?"