There was so much to take in, so much to learn, so much to understand. Lee tried to mentally compartmentalize all the little facts and tidbits that Andrew offered, but keeping his bearing in the pitch black awful smelling sewer was about as much as his mind could concentrate on in the moment. "Cain and Abel, huh? They were the brothers, right? One killed the other over somethin' or other. God was all ruffled about it." That was pretty much all he remembered of that story from his youth. He was sure there was more particulars to be known and he would take that up with the librarian next time he visited; or with the Professor. As they came into the light and Andrew gave him the stern rundown both verbally and not for how to act upon meeting their gruesome clients, Lee gave him a sharp nod. He understood. He tried to brace himself. He mustered everything he knew and polished concerning proper respect and dared to drop the handkerchief from his face. He'd grow a bit used to the stench in the time they'd been down there but there were distinct odors he didn't want identified to him. "Yes, yes...I have knowledge of corpses, just until recently, all the one's I'd met were dead." he chuckled in an oddly amused way.<br/><br/>The sight of the woman outside made his skin crawl and he could feel a cringe wash over him that he desperately tried to keep from manifesting on his features. He didn't want them to see his fear and instinctual disgust. He had heard Andrew, these were Kindred who had endured the worst the curse had to dole out and Lee tried to remember that. Nor did he want to look on them with pity; he just simply wanted to remain as neutral in appearance as possible. The man was no less horrific than the woman had been and his voice was disturbing upon first hearing  it. Lee steeled his best manners. It was business. If nothing else, he could divorce all his reactions and feelings and focus on the cold edge of business.<br/><br/>He listened inquisitively and quietly as the two Kindred greeted each other with an underlying bed of sarcasm toward each other. He raised no hackles when, at a time or two, he was referred to in less than flattering terms and he answered warmly with a spot of wit when he was addressed directly by the Nosferatu man. "How did he get me? Oh, I suppose the six feet of smooth skin didn't go unnoticed, but really, it was the not-so-white white lies that doomed me.He's very convincing, you know. But I suppose all, or at least most, can be forgiven now that I have a better understanding of a whole new life....death...life...I knew nothing about before." He cocked am impish side smile with a touch of genuine humor because somehow talking to a living corpse seemed better than talking to a dead one. Lawrence also looked more like a corpse than Andrew did, so the irony held much more gravity for Lee as he continued. "He's lucky though, don't you think? ...That I'm a greedy, lustful thing? I'd already had a tumble once that day, yet still, I was going for another. My greed; his win. Yep, he's a lucky one; but then again, so am I because here I am. Still in business; yet in a much more interesting way."<br/><br/>_____<br/><br/>"Mmmm..." Sallie hugged him back enjoying the coolness of his form. "...I don't think I'll have a days notice, but I will send word and if you can't make it, I will understand." She pulled back to look at him with a smile of adoration. "You are so sweet to even consider doing this. I truly appreciate it." With that she pried herself away despite wanting nothing more than to stay. She hurried back and kept herself near the reception room and spent her time studying the many and complicated things Master Voss had left for her consideration. Sebak had not returned to the boarding house yet despite leaving before Sallie, but she fretted not over it. While they were both neophytes of Master Voss, they were not required to stay together or work together. Sallie had responsibilities at the boarding house while Sebak did not so his comings and goings were of his own volition.