His gentleman gesture shot a stir of warmth through her. In the years she walked alone, she always secluded her feelings, so his instant stir of emotion he gave her made her cheeks flush a little. Then his eyes scanned her and it made her blood pulse  hot as his gentle hunger seemed to take over his features.<br/><br/>Flush and glossy eyed, Deri ran her hand through her hair and smiled shyly. "Running from a few things - but aren't we all?" The skin in her hand still pulsed with warmth from his breath and she tried to ignore it.  "It's also just nice to run around killing blood suckers, which is another thing I'm set out on doing. I have a grudge, if you will." The softness in Deri's eyes went at as she remembered the night the infection spread in Ireland.<br/><br/>Clearing her throat, Deri smiled again. "And yourself, Red?"