"Damnittâ€¦ So How the fuck did I get from the church to here?" When Kane had entered his bedroom he had expected the Q&A from the slayer but he had hoped to be dressed for it. At the moment he was sporting a mauve towel around his lean hips. The towel rode him low enough that his nice V and happy trail of dark brown hair that disappeared beneath said towel was easy enough to see. Shiny white scars marred his otherwise perfectly smooth skin; one across his right lower abs, left pec, and a few criss crossed over his arms. Clearly he was the type who had fought a lot but most of the wounds didnâ€™t look like serious injuries. When she jumped out of bed he remained silent but his eyes tracked her every move. "OK. So my question got rudely interrupted last time by a faint mishap of weakness by meâ€¦.Actually if Iâ€™m correct it was three questions? The obvious one; the first one, why were you following me? Iâ€™m not that easy to catch when Iâ€™m on a missionâ€¦ Who are you? and the last simpleâ€¦why the fuck save me?" He could not help it, he laughed, and it was a warm sound that could be infectious to others in a better situation.<br/><br/>He left her against the wall and went to his dresser to pull out boxers and jeans, â€œThe first of how you got here is pretty obvious and the othersâ€¦â€ He acted as though he was thinking as he pulled out the pants and seemed to not be watching her at all but the mirror in the corner allowed him to keep her in view. He was not stupid and knew she might be a threat even without her weapons, which he had hidden for now, â€œOne, I was not following you. Two,â€ He said as he dropped the towel since wereâ€™s did not really care too much about nudity and he had nothing to be ashamed of, â€œnot important and three well, Iâ€™m not sure yet.â€<br/><br/>With his boxers and pants on he used the towel to dry his hair a little more. He turned to look at her after tossing the towel into the hamper next to the door of which he was currently standing the closest to. He sniffed the air lightly and his pupils dilated as he was reminded that his wolf still wanted that reward for the fight they had won, â€œOne of your cuts opened.â€ He wasnâ€™t sure where but he could smell the scent of her blood from where he stood, â€œPerhaps that irritating little human part of me didnâ€™t want to burn you alive with the church and the corpses.â€ He shrugged as he leaned against the door, â€œAnd what mission would that be? Youâ€™re in my territory and those leeches were my stress reliever.â€