Auxana was glad that he was going in with her. She didn't really have any sense that this could be interpreted in anyway other than that he was keeping her safe. She delicately took off her robes, she felt somewhat bashful. This feeling was new, she had never cared about what others saw, well she just didn't care about others at all. Havoc triggered that feeling of wanting to seen favorably. She thought that he may interpret her non-action against him coming with her as something bad. Though she couldn't understand why it would be bad. She started with the skirt first pulling it over her plain white underwear. She realized that she didn't have a bra, but it didn't bother her as she pulled the tight tank top on and put her leather crop-top jacket on. Lastly she put the gloves on. She of course took her ring off first and put it back on over the glove.<br/><br/>She turned to Havoc and smiled "Thanks." She knew that he wasn't going to dance much, but she still was and she hoped that if she danced with others it would not hurt him. She wouldn't mean anything by it and when it came time for a slow dance that's when she'd force him to dance a bit. She thought that he might appreciate the romance. She wanted to Havoc to be happy, so if anything she was doing conflicted with that, then she would stop.<br/><br/>She felt herself get lost in thought, a memory decided to rear its head. It wasn't a memory that she had really wanted to see. It was emotional and Auxana felt like she would not be able to control her emotions. Weirdly enough she was remembering one of her few happy memories, but that was what made it sad to her. She remembered a night with her Papa. It was just them at the top of a plateau under the beautiful starry sky sitting by the campfire. She remembered being restless and scared. Her Papa was a wonderful person, and he was always ready to comfort her. That was the night in which she found out that she could dance, and that her Papa was a wonderful teacher.<br/><br/>She kept her smile when looking at Havoc but she couldn't stop her tears. She didn't want ruin the night and internally she was kicking herself. Her tears however kept falling and her emotions wouldn't stop forming a hurricane. She was sad, genuinely sad. She had thought she was over the fact that everyone she had ever traveled with was dead, but now the thought of losing Havoc was suffocating. She would die well before he did, She owed the world that, and she owed him that.<br/><br/>__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Norah looked him dead in the eye "I don't know your past, but its arrogant to assume the whole blame for any situation, like your father's and like mine. There was a multitude of factors that led to this, you may have had a part but i'm not blameless, Carmichael's not blameless hell no one who is traveling with us is blameless, so do not shoulder the guilt of everyone just because you assume that you were the most instrumental piece." She was attempting to be firm with him but she softened after absorbing his words "I'm glad you are trying but never invalidate what you've done because you messed up later."<br/><br/>She accepted his hug and but shook her head "Bloodskin, huh? So that was the word that would be used to describe what i went through, if i were to blame my mistake of letting myself get caught up with him then i would never have even talked with you guys. I'm not afraid of you, i will never be afraid of you no matter what you do. I wasn't always a bloodskin, i genuinely cared for the vampire i was traveling with he wasn't all bad all the time, i think in my youth i loved him. That's long over now, and i've moved on. You aren't like him, and i am glad for that, i know that once you taste my blood you won't lose yourself to it like its a drug..." She looked vulnerable for a moment and shook her head again, "i mean... i don't know if you can resist it, but i want to take that chance, because you've shown me how strong you are.