Echo nodded his agreement, his eyes trailing back towards the drawn curtains. 'I think this is most wise,' he said, although he wasn't sure how he was going to go about traveling during the day without consuming more blood. He doubted Seria would be fit to give any more; she was very small, and he had not fed sparingly earlier. 'We would do well to avoid the blighted areas; the humans there make for much easier pray, and the number of immortals in such places can be rather copious.'<br/><br/>This, of course, would make it rather more difficult for the Dhampir to hunt. Sophisticated female humans were deplorably more hard work to take than that of a drugged-up prostitute skulking the streets of the lower-class suburbs, and Echo avoided brute force and killing where he could, out of necessity rather than morality. He cared very little for humans, but if he were to leave a trail of their pathetic corpses or traumatized ranters to cry<span style="font-style: italic">Vampire</span>in his wake, well, he might as well send Avgust a map pinpointing his location and an open invitation to tear his throat out. Not that there wasn't an abundance of other Vampires, Ghouls and Werewolves on which the blame might be lain, but every kill left a mark, and every killer had their own style. Tracking him via his victims would not be so difficult as one might believe, and it was significantly more bothersome to decipher information from a drunken girl who could not remember him in any vivid detail.<br/><br/>A glance at the clock informed him that midnight was fast approaching. 'You should sleep,<span style="font-style: italic">väike nõid</span>', he said, turning to face Seria once more. 'I will stay here until you wake.' He paused for a moment, before a coy smile curled his lips, and he tilted his head boyishly. 'Unless you wish otherwise, of course,<span style="font-style: italic">mu kallis velho. Sina oled kõige rahuldust aisapari</span>.'