KatherinWinter said
Katherin carefully followed Kido. It was strange to be between two boys. But it was the best way to get them down the stairs. She trusted Kido to guide them to the bottom of the stairs. She had to focus on making sure her feet touched the step and that Pyr was right behind them.
Kyo was nothing if not meticulous. He safely and slowly guided them down the stairs. If Katherin felt a bit weirded by being so close between two boys her bpdy movements didn't show it. Rather she herself walked quite confidently to better aid Pyktis with navigating the stairs.
As his foot touched plain ground at last, strong aroma of a delicious tomato pasta attacked his senses. He felt his heart skip a beat as he was thrown into the only happy memory of his past. Lady Annabelle would treat him to a lovely homemade pasta after a piano lesson. In between long and painful beatings and manhandling and daily abuse she was the only light in his noire world. He truly had danced with the devil most part of his adult life. If Annabelle was the beauty, Vito was the beast; a wild, unrelenting one at that.
He let go of Katherin's shoulder and seemingly staggered to the enchanting aroma guided solely by the smell. Those who would take notice of him shall only see a man possessed, such was his hunger. He sloppily sat at an empty chair barely avoiding Hadley and started chugging down the pasta like a man hungry from eternity, tears fell from his eyes as he swallowed large bites of it.