The nod was all but ignored, waiting for him to ask whatever he felt was pertinent, her posture straightening as she continued to weave through the collective, making her way for the stairs; At least those didn’t accommodate two people next to each other, so she’d get a reprieve of his beady eyes (only seen as such in her current annoyed state) staring at her waiting for answers she wasn’t all too obliging to give. Closer and closer she drew to those stairs, forcing herself to keep listening to him when there were other, more pressing, conversations that she wanted to hear, and harder and harder it became to focus.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Does he always ask things in such slow manner?</span>she wondered, having already blown passed his sarcasm, waiting for the main event.<br/><br/>The first question she was lament to describe in any real detail. For those that hadn’t experienced it firsthand, it would be nothing more than a story, a fable of sorts to not get cocky. For her, it was life, it was a brutal memory tied to bloodied faces and lifeless corpses, their existence erased from the face of the earth before her eyes as she ran in a panicked frenzy, fighting for her own life in the fray.<br/><br/>“They organized and took out our leaders first…it was a domino effect from then out,” she answered, voice curt as the flashes of that first night hit hard. “They were even smart enough to add humans to the fight, forcing our hand. We went into hiding shortly thereafter and have been ever since.” A sigh tumbled free of her lips as she started up the stairs, pausing for only a moment. “It’s been a long fifty years.” But, that moment was short-lived, and she was on to his next point.<br/><br/>“I am not sure what answer I can give to the lack of question there, but I suppose I’ll say something along the lines of what I did prior. ‘Talk to Klaus.’ He’s the one that figures out where people are valuable, useful. He’s also the one to say whether or not you’re able to join our coven, though— ”<span style="font-style: italic">Sadly,</span>she added to herself. “—That should not be an issue, as we want our numbers to grow. If not, we stand no chance against the dogs.”<br/><br/>Reaching the top of the stairs, she hit the platform, stride not faltering as a hand gripped the door and pulled it open, not bothering to hold it for the body shortly behind her. If he wanted to follow, that was on him.<br/><br/>The door opened up to a hallway, leading off to a plethora of other doors, some of them small labs, while others were more common areas. Another door was opened, and she was making her way to their makeshift security office, plopping down in one of the seats to take in their surroundings, to make sure they were secure. “As for my name, it’s not important. The less you know about me, the better.” Turning her full attention to the screens, she alternated cameras, continuing with the monotonous clicking until she realized he hadn’t left.<br/><br/>“…Anything else that you need?”