Henry
Lucien smiled at her palpably. She could see his irises relax faintly, yet the wall of aloofness to break was still too thick. Perhaps, however, she would be able to do so.

The elf felt the warm wave coming from just her gaze, and the even warmer one from her touch.

She understood him, his pain and struggles. That made her dangerous - he believed, for he could end up vulnerable in her presence.

That sparked his fears alight. He didn't show, of course, and only teased to keep the topic abstract. Lucien raised his hand and placed a hand on her cheek. His palm caressed it slowly and carefully, showing gratitude yet also setting up his next words.

"Hey hey, now, be careful with how open you are. You are a beautiful lass and I'm an evil vampire. Might steal you for a night." He chuckled with a teasing smirk.
Jose
*To her, Lucien wasn't just someone who needed protecting. It was obvious that he could fend for himself. Rather, he needed help; someone to be with, someone to stand __with__ him.*

*Katherine soon found herself surprised, however, as the vampire's hand caresses her cheek. Her eyes widen, then turn away at Lucien's words, the latter soon feeling her skin warm and turn rosy. Her hand rises, gently grasping the elf's hand and moving it off her face.*

"You know I'm taken, Lucien. I will admit, you're one of the better looking people I've met. But I can't just throw away something that's dear to my heart."

"Plus, I think I could take you on easily."

*Katherine smirks back, the pinkish color fading.*
Henry
Lucien arched a brow as she lowered his hand with a gentle hold. He listened carefully to her next words, without commenting.

*"My my, thank you. I would take your explanation as a reason fair enough..."* Swiftly, his hand clasped with hers. The fingers intertwined softly. The elf dragged his arm back with aim to pull her closer to himself. If successful, he'd look down to meet her eyes.

*"... Was it not for your unjustified provocation."* The man smirked smugly. The penumbra in his gaze intensified - and with it, the bewitching lavender aroma. He tilted his head nonchalantly and evidently gawked at her alluring face. It wasn't hard for her to tell the increased attention on her rosy, pretty lips.

The arm he pulled her with descended to keep them both comfortable in that stance. She could feel the frigid embrace of his other hand, which was slowly tasting the shape of her waist. He halted upon reaching her back - keeping her steadily in his hold.

*"A hunter like you should be able to walk the walk she talks, no? You shouldn't have anything to fear... You did say I'd pose you no challenge."* The vampire added in a whispering incitement. It was silent enough for his timbre to come off as a growl.