Dura let out a low chuckle as she heard's the feline's Noise spell. Bending down to speak to the unusual Khajiit, she looked at the cat, only one amber eye visible through the shadows of the hood and mask, softly glowing with an unnatural light. "The night holds no peril to me. It and I are long acquainted. But you are free to come along, even ride upon my shoulders if you so please. I'll wait by the door for you to get your satchel." The orc vampire rose again, striding towards the door. Once there, she didn't go through instead choosing to lean against the wall by it.