"I imagine Japan is quite beautiful in the spring," Anna murmured softly, never looking away from him. "I know how it is to leave one's homeland. I leave Russia long ago, after my dear Alexi was killed by a group of monstrous slayers, who soon met their own ends, if I do say so myself." There is nothing lady like and demure about the look on her face before it softens a moment later.<br/><br/>"In any case, I am sorry to hear about the lose of your little band's mother figure." Anna took a sip of her own blood, carefully watching him for signs of his special drink kicking in. "I come from St. Petersburg originally. For awhile as young sireling I was content to serve in the Russian court." She paused for dramatic effect. "And then of course, I was rather preoccupied hunting down killing every last human in that particular group of slayers..."<br/><br/>Sophia thinks she will retire for tonight. Hopefully Molly isn't to busy or to willful to be able to help her out of her dress and into her day clothes. Before retiring she thinks she'll wash her hair, which was last done on the road. A yawn came from here. Or perhaps that could wait until early tomorrow night....