Rora waited a moment. Then she saw it. His eyes opened, only slightly. They were radiating a deep crimson red. That was good right? That meant maybe the vampire in him was healing his wounds. His body had shut down. She sighed with relief. He'd hopefully be ok. Covering him with a blanket. She stood. She was hungry. Her stomach growled. It was nearly noon. Lunch time.<br/><br/>Leaning down momentarily, Rora kissed his forehead and ran her fingers through his hair before leaving the room to ransack her kitchen.