<span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">Lydia figured it wouldn't do amy good to argue with him so, instead, she mentally noted not to joke with him anymore and basically remain silent. The cool air sent chills down the females back but at the same time it relaxed her and brought a warmth about her. Maybe because it was the night and and she was a creature of the night or maybe just because it was nice with everything that was going on.<br/>
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She allowed him to guide her across the street, away from the club and continuing on towards his car. Lydia didn't really focus on where they were going either, at least until he stopped her and told her to wait. The vanpire was about to question why but he headed off and she stood there, glancing around and rubbing at her upper arms to keep some warmth in her body.<br/>
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He returned for her not too much later, even opening her door for her. She thanked him, taking a seat in the passengers side and stuffing her duffel bag down between her legs rather than his offer to put it in the back. Lydia shut the car door and reached for her seat belt, clicking it into place and settling back into the seat with her head against the back and eyes peering out the window. Her body language expressed a tiredness and calmness about her that she previously lacked.</span></span>