â€œYou do realize I have a good many other things I could be doing, donâ€™t you Talon?â€ came the voice from behind him. Neither Anton nor Talon could have seen her coming. One moment she wasnâ€™t there, the next she was. The surrounding area seemed to have gone quiet; no cars passed. It was as if it had suddenly became a dead zone to the world; the familiar aura that the resistance building had; Seni was probably somewhere but where was indeterminate. It was difficult to see her features like it normally was beneath that tattered cloak of hers.<br/><br/>â€œBut I am a curious nature by nature. I donâ€™t believe that I am the one you wish to speak with, but speak just the same. I overheard you left the resistance and Quissera dropped the cloak from your home. Iâ€™m sorry for your loss,â€ she had to stop and think for a moment as if the emotion didnâ€™t come naturally to her. â€œYes, I truly am.â€ She nods in reassurance. â€œI am afraid; however, there is not much I can do for you unless you need someone skilled with a bow.â€<br/><br/>She brought her gaze up slightly. Anton could see a choker around her neck with an Amberjewel inset in the center; glistening like sunlight beneath the darkened sky. Her eyes were a soft yellow, amber as well. She didnâ€™t look more than 25; and her pale skin, glassy nails and strange eye color gave full confirmation of her vampirism. â€œDonâ€™t worryâ€¦Iâ€™ve made it safe to talk hereâ€¦for a short while.â€