Adell slipped out of the vicinity quickly, taking shelter at another shuttered shop's awning opposite the other one she previously stood. The relief of getting out of the sun felt like a weight off her shoulders, but she still leaned back on the wall with unease about the situation. She looked at Nathaniel and Aris with trepidation, and hoped that both of them were too caught up with each other to care about her.<br/><br/>One of the thugs, the one she previously held up by the throat, grabbed his bleeding friend and limped off to the other side as fast as he could. She sort of hoped the thug that got shot survived; she knew that Silas could not live with the idea of killing someone.<br/><br/>"How did you do that?!"<br/><br/>Adell yelped as Silas slammed his open palm into her back, and she jerked around to face him. The kitten was still in his hands, and mewed at Adell in a manner that made her feel warm inside enough not to yell at Silas for the shock.<br/><br/>A smiling young black-haired brat with yellow eyes, Silas was a grade lower than Adell herself, but everyone else thought that this year was his first year in high school. Such thoughts were quite common, except when he was in his first year in high school. At that time, they thought he was in elementary school. To Adell, Silas always found a way to have fun and be optimistic in just about everything, except when his height was mentioned. His silver 'allergy', just as bad as Adell's, was cause for her to be alarmed, but there was nothing she could pin down about Silas that was specifically inhuman. Other than the yellow eyes. Perhaps he was just a human being, and she was just a blood-sucking thing pretending to be human.<br/><br/>For a moment, she wondered how he quickly crossed the rooftops and clambered down to 'ambush' her, but excused the thought to the back of her mind.<br/><br/>"I... exercise." Her eyes wandering from Silas's face, Adell's words came off as unconvincing, but Silas's little grin at her showed no scepticism. He nodded quite eagerly, before looking at the pair.<br/><br/>"You don't want to accept their thanks, Adell?"<br/><br/>"I hate the goddamned-"<br/><br/>Silas raised an eyebrow, and clicked his tongue in disapproval. Adell's annoyed glare skywards disappeared, and she smiled apologetically at Silas. She forgot he was the son of a priest. There were believers, there were atheists, there were agnostics, and there were anti-theists: people who hated God. Adell fit quite snugly into that category, but tried not to come off it to Silas.<br/><br/>"I hate the sun. You can go and get their thanks. I'll be resting here."<br/><br/>Silas lifted up the kitten and placed it on Adell's shoulder, before making his way to Nathaniel and Aris. He waved back to Adell with a cheeky grin, and she smiled back in return.<br/><br/>"Sorry about that," Silas grinned at the pair and scratched his head like a kid being praised. "My name's Silas. My friend would like to say that you're welcome. She hates the sun, almost like a vampire. Red hair, white eyes. Only thing she doesn't do is drink blood."