[center][color=#B0E0E6][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Invisibility; Teleportation [/center]

The car ride back to Penny’s hotel was quiet but comfortable. The music played gently from the radio, and although Christian watched the world go by again, he wasn’t as enthralled by it as he had been the first time. He appreciated the scenery and the company he shared it with. Maybe that was what life was about. Not necessarily what you are doing but who you are doing it with.

Christian walked silently with Penny up to her hotel room. He left her alone to shower and clean up, but something told him she would be hungry when she finished. He had overheard Penny offering to take the hunters for a meal later, but he wanted her to have something, so he ordered a few dishes from the room service menu.

He had just finished setting the trays on the table in Penny’s room when she came out of the bedroom, a towel pressed against her stomach and wet hair dripping down her back. The smell of fresh blood mixed strangely with the scent of Penny’s shampoo, and yet it was still so wholly Penny.

He approached Penny when she asked if he knew how to bandage wounds. [color=#B0E0E6]”May I see?”[/color] If she moved her towel, Christian would bend down to examine the wound before nodding. If she didn’t, he would answer her the same. [color=#B0E0E6]”I do. I just need to gather some supplies. Sit, eat,”[/color] he said, gesturing to the table. [color=#B0E0E6]”I’ll be back quickly.”[/color]

Christian teleported from Penny’s room to a local pharmacy. He wandered the aisles, gathering the supplies he needed. Christian blended in seamlessly with the crowd in the drugstore. No one seemed to pay him any mind as he went about his task, and when he disappeared, no one questioned it.

Christian returned to Penny’s hotel room with supplies in hand. He set everything down and crouched. [color=#B0E0E6]”Do you want me to walk you through it or help you?”[/color] he asked, gazing up at her.