“Mmmmhm. Well, when you build a bridge and get over it, let me know so I can row a boat back onto the other side.” Kaori merely muttered at the boy’s words, her brain ticking up certain insults that would no doubt, cause a bloody war between them. Well, if he was planning to have a bigger self-pity part than she did, she wasn’t about to bring the presents and light the candles of his cake. Still amazed at how such a general topic of family stroke a chord deep in the boys nerves, she left it to the ‘everyone deals with stuff’ , although she couldn’t help but have a visual target on the boy’s back as her turn away before Daniel and Kain jumped in. X marks the spot She thought, glancing at the numerous weak spots on the back of a human.
She shook her head, intending to waste no more energy on the boy if he continued to be as such. Kaori was slightly grateful Kain, the peacekeeper, seemed to take control of the situation. No matter what she had done before, he was right. She had only lived through the past years of life because of the two right next to her, and Nixon who decided to leave for town. He, making three enemies instead of allies, was like trying to live after you caught a grenade.
With the lycan’s glance back to her, she saw this and returned the glance, with ‘oops’ written over it. She was going to start the process of reflecting until Pyotr opened his mouth again. She stood behind the lycan, batting her eyes with disapproval. “I hope that one day, you’ll get over your past. Too bad it isn’t the past anymore, it’s the present. Look around again before I break your neck making you do it. It’s all you’ve got.” She trails off with a short hiss, transiting into a short chuckle when Daniel bit Pyo’s leg, right after he said he never would. She was beginning to digest Kain’s words with a series of nods, making an actual pushed to listen to what someone had to say for once ,”Yes, we’ll be fine as long as all three of us stay…..knifes, blood, and whatever become in between that.”
When Pyotr began shouting remarks in his native tongue, she step forwards, bumping into Kain’s shoulder and looking over it, waiting to see if he dare to hit the vampire. “Ooo, I wish he would, Kain, I think I won’t need a knife, if he wishes for his remains to be thrown into the see, why deny it?” She sighs, finding the space to stay somewhat clam with Kain there. “Hey, I thought your views of everyone were pretty bad. I didn’t know when we signed up to try and make them good. After all. “ She narrows her eyes, stepping around Kain slowly, towards the human and vampire. She walked with such swiftness, she looked like she was about to make her way over there until she stpped at Daniel’s side. “Your past seems pretty damn bad enough that it will eventually kill you.”
She leaves off on that note, noticing how Kain’s numerous speeches reflected heavily in the things she said. “ Ai, I think I’m going to end up as a carbon copy of Kain someday, Daniel…you too” She murmurs to him, echoes of his amazing blood control reflecting in a smile different from the rest, and to strangers ,it would be waved off as still an apathetic frown. She dropped to her knees in arm’s reach of him, watching his regeneration process. He wasn’t out of the woods yet. Not sure if she should risk touching him if he was a bomb, waiting to go off after being deprived of blood so long. She finally decided that factor wasn’t important anymore. She ran her hand down his back once, careful not to run over any bleeding wounds or scars. As silence engulfed the two, she kept watching the Russian-pothole out of the corner of her eye. A couple minutes, she glimpsed at him, a expression only he could see because of position. A mixed look you’d give a puppy who was pushed out in the rain, anger, curiosity and just a little….touch of triumph.