“Lucina, Lucina, Lucina,” Milo said softly, folding his arms around his teddy bear as he took his seat in the car. “Yes, because Acerbi would be out in the nighttime, just walking down the street. Very logical, very nice thinking.” He only piped up that once through the whole car ride. Before he hopped out of the car, he placed his bear inside a knapsack of his, and slung that over his back, and then excitedly made is way out of the car when they arrived at the house. He peered over the gates to see out onto the other side of the street, and then turned back to the group.<br/><br/>“So, the walk?” he asked Vicente when they were all settled. His eyes flickered to Lucina for a moment, and then back to Vicente. He decided to spare her what little nitpicking he could do to her now, mostly because they were out of a moving vehicle and she could actually do some damage to him. While Milo didn’t like to admit certain things, Lucina was a much older vampire, and therefore considerably stronger. She wasn’t quite as hotheaded as he was, but Milo didn’t think she would miss an opportunity to sock him in the face if given the chance.<br/><br/>—<br/><br/>Eli frowned when Drake stormed away, and looked up at Riko. “Was it something I said?” he teased, sticking out his tongue. He knew Drake was huffy, so maybe there was something about this decade that made him exceptionally so. He wouldn’t quite blame him, DC looked in quite a sorry state. If it wasn’t for the rumors, he probably would’ve been halfway across the world, enjoying himself somewhere else. However, it wasn’t going to be a very nice reunion if Drake plodded ahead all of the time and slouched like an old man, though.<br/><br/>“Anacostia sounds fine,” Eli mumbled, almost to himself. Then his eyes lit up and he said, “But I would like to see where you spend your time toiling away with clan duties, and your base of operations, of course. If that seems less than ideal, then no biggie.” He brushed the hair back over from his eyes and looked lightly in front of him. He was half tempted to grab Drake’s collar telekinetically and drag him back into the conversation, but even Eli had boundaries.