Her supernatural lover stood at her back observing the invasive and intriguing power of his mortal lover, his long cold hands draping her shoulders as the parchement burnt.<br/><br/>Deep within the inner city walls, Seth, settled in a chair across from a working Jessica gasped, holding his face a moment before erupting into a pained whooping cough, clenching his chest and holding a cupped hand over his mouth as he hacked. It felt like someone was reaching into his throat, clenching his windpipe. The dark haired woman across from him eyed him as he shook and hacked, blood in the cupped hand.