When he didn't panic at the fact that she mentioned she needed to feed, she felt overwhelmed with emotions. She was sure that this could be symbolized as a test of their trust in one another. He merely nodded his head in understanding. Of course, she would not blame him for being a bit wary of her at this point. She was a few moments away from becoming someone else and that terrified her. But she had self control or at least she thought she had. She wondered if he was bothered by the fact that she needed to feed. That she needed one of the men alive at the end of it, she could certainly deal with the rest of the situation on her own. She was probably disgusting in his eyes at this point. But she couldn't control the urges that she had.<br/><br/>She felt a little better when he didn't scold her for nearly losing the composure she had been trying to hold up. It made her like him a little more, trust in him a little more. If he could handle all the uncomfortable situations that she was going to put him through, like feeding, then she knew that he was a trustworthy and reliable person. She felt as if she was blessed by Kami-sama, who gave her a friend who was more than understanding. Maybe he understood because he didn't necessarily know what else to be. He just seemed to go with the flow of things. She blinked a bit as he handed her the room key and kimono, her eyes looking at the items before looking up at him. She nodded her head at the instructions she was given, biting her lower lip slightly before she looked up at him and she moved with the gentle nudge he gave her. She wanted to say something to express her gratitude or something to let him know that she would worry about his well being. "Be safe," she said gently before quickly unlocking the room and leaving the door cracked like he asked.<br/><br/>She placed the kimono and key neatly on the edge of the bed, her hands shaking with anticipation. She jumped at the first sound of a bullet being fired. She wanted to peak out the door and see if he was alright. However, he had told her not to worry and that he would be alright. That was the exact opposite of the feelings that she had at this point. She would be devastated if he suffered injury for protecting her. She wouldn't be able to forgive herself. She could hear the shouting in the hallway and she had to continue to resist the urge to check up on Azrai. He was more than capable to deal with the men and she would do nothing but get in the way. She sat down on the lounge chair that had been her bed last night. Her pale hands clenched into tight fists as she continued to wait for the outcome of the confrontation.<br/><br/>It was maddening sitting there, listening to all the commotion outside. She dropped her head as a headache cracked open from in between her eyes. It was also driving her insane to just wait, when she knew that feeding was only a few moments away. She opened her eyes, staring down at the claws that replaced her nails. She sighed a bit, knowing that she could make it. Besides, she was by herself; the only thing she could do was destroy herself which would be better than if Azrai was in here. There was one final gunshot and she jumped, staring at the door with wide eyes. She strained to hear anything else, though she could barely hear the scuffle between Azrai and the last man. She stood up from the spot she was sitting in, hesitating to move towards the door. She flinched at the knock on the door, before Azrai walked in.<br/><br/>She felt relieved that it was him and not one of the henchmen. She shouldn't have doubted his abilities, but she couldn't help the brief moment of fear that came from her when he knocked on the door. She watched as he lugged the unconscious man into the bathroom before he came back out. He gestured to the bathroom, saying that she was free to do what she needed and how he was alright. However, she would make sure that was the correct outcome. Her eyes danced over his figure, concern within her bright eyes. Her eyebrows had furrowed in concern when they landed on his bloody nose and the small bullet wound on his shoulder. Frowning, she wanted to say something about it but she decided it was better if she didn't. "Thank you," she said with a bow of her head before going into the bathroom.<br/><br/>She closed the door behind her, looking down at the unconscious man of the floor. This was why she hated feeding from Humans, it made her feel guilty. Animals were meant to be eaten; at least that was what her Human side told her while her Oni side said that anything was up for grabs. She moved around the body, feeling slightly anxious. What if he woke up? She doubted that but it was still a thought. Kneeling down beside him, she let out a steady breath. Even though she was practically shaking, she still managed not to savagely bite into the man's flesh. She was a lady after all, even at the most unusual times. Besides, it would be a hassle to clean if she made a mess. She gently picked up the male's wrist; she had to prepare herself for this moment. She almost felt nauseous. Her canines elongated as she opened her mouth, two sets of fangs on the top row and one on the bottom, and she swiftly sunk them into his wrist. The warm feeling of blood in her mouth felt strange at first, though with each pull of the vein, she felt herself getting back in control of herself.<br/><br/>She took her time while feeding; it would be a long time before she would think about doing it again. Shizu breathed through her nose as she indulged in the taste of it. She hated that she thoroughly enjoyed tasting the blood of Humans. It was much thicker and sweeter than animal blood, which made it addicting. That was one reason why she chose to stay away from it, however, Human blood would certainly relieve her hunger for a longer period of time and it would give her more strength. She pulled away from the wrist, realizing that she had taken too much. Her stomach hardened as she looked down at the body. The unconscious, now dead, man's body was whiter than tile on the floor, his breathing nonexistent and she was pretty sure that there was no blood left in his body. She had drained him dry unintentionally, but that was what she was supposed to do, right? She was supposed to kill him or else he would cause more problems for them. Though she wished she had been paying more attention to when she had technically killed him, instead of greedily taking his life essence.<br/><br/>She sat there for a while, allowing her stomach to settle as she was full at this point. She glanced down at her hands which returned to their normal state. She was sure that her eyes were back to their crimson color. Sighing, she slowly stood up and stared at the corpse on the floor, she was sure Azrai would know what to do. She looked into the reflecting glass, surprised to how healthy she looked. There was color to her face, her hair looked very healthy and thick, and she looked as if she had slept for an eternity to get the bags out from under her eyes. She honestly felt rejuvenated, full of all this energy. She smiled and noticed how her canines were completely gone, her teeth very straight. How long had it been she last looked like this? Ages probably, seeing how she had only taken vein from a Human once and that day she had been punished severely. Her body no longer ached with bruises or wounds, she was thankful for that. She washed her hands and her bloodstained lips, before she was ready to face Azrai.<br/><br/>Opening the door to the bathroom, she walked out and sat back down on the lounge chair. She bowed her head in gratitude towards the male. "I thank you for all the trouble that you went through for me," she said in a grateful tone. She glanced at him, a smile coming to her lips. She honestly felt a million times better now and she wasn't sure how to express it to him. She glanced in the direction of the window briefly, before she looked at him once more. "I assume that this place is no longer safe for us to stay, least someone sees...the bodies." She tilted her head a bit. "What are we going to do about the bodies? And....what are our plans now?"