Chi nods some, finishing up the dishes quickly, turning off the water, and turning to face her, "Oh, I can always sense my own kind. But most have their own lives, their own disguises. And once they find a good life, they don't want to talk about how its all fake. Thats just how it is, can't blame them." 

He stretches, "The only way they want to be around others is if that one also likes to play pretend." 

Astra stands quiet, looking at the two, shaking her head. "I think there more we can do instead of standing around complimenting me- Dante, drink." she tosses him another bag. "Maybe when you dont feel like youre starving, you can top off on my shoulder again" she smirks, wiping off the blood again. She hasnt moved to heal, nor does she seem to mind whatever seeps out of her cut. its not a lot, afterall.