[ max glances towards the building the other woman is indicating and takes a moment to consider the possible consequences of following her. she's a vampire, for lack of a better term and in spite of anything that makes sense (which is really just the status quo, both here and in her day to day life), and it's possible bunnies won't be enough to satisfy her, but even if they're not she's made no move to attack her. and what she'd seen hadn't looked like a midday snack, it had looked desperate. like it had been her first meal in days.
maybe that makes it more dangerous.
but then she remembers the fear in her eyes, and she's reminded again of her brother, of the expression in his eyes when they'd heard manticore closing in, and her stomach twists sickly. she swallows against the sudden tightness in her throat, looks into her eyes again, and nods.
whatever this girl is, she knows something about being afraid of what she is. and the sound eaters are just as much of a threat to her as everyone else. so if nothing else, they share an enemy. ]
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maybe that makes it more dangerous.
but then she remembers the fear in her eyes, and she's reminded again of her brother, of the expression in his eyes when they'd heard manticore closing in, and her stomach twists sickly. she swallows against the sudden tightness in her throat, looks into her eyes again, and nods.
whatever this girl is, she knows something about being afraid of what she is. and the sound eaters are just as much of a threat to her as everyone else. so if nothing else, they share an enemy. ]