Adell and Silas looked at Aris, both of them barely holding onto the awkward smiles they mustered at Aris.<br/><br/>"Err.." mumbled Silas.<br/><br/>"Yeah. We're okay."<br/><br/>Silas looked back at Adell, grinning just as nervously as he was at Aris. "Y-you're not going to drink my blood, are you?"<br/><br/>Adell cocked her head and let go of Silas. "Of course not. Well, I'll try not to, but you..." She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. When she was born with the blood of the betrayer, it came with some interesting powers. She could smell blood.<br/><br/>And Silas's blood smelled alright. But Aris's smelled like a fragrant bouquet of everlasting roses. Smell was the closest thing she could get to a normal human's taste.<br/><br/>She liked it.<br/><br/>"Your blood has always smelled nice. That's probably why I hang out with you."<br/><br/>Silas's face turned beet red, and he quickly averted Adell's gaze.<br/><br/>"Don't do that. You look... red. Bloody red." Her pupils dilated, and her staring at Silas looked almost bestial, like a cat observing a prey before the pounce.<br/><br/>Silas glared angrily at Adell from the corner of his eye. "Why do you start acting up when you mention the vampire thing?!"<br/><br/>Her eyes returned to normal when Silas yelled. "Err... sorry," she replied meekly, looking down onto the floor.