The small feeling grew when he held her a little tighter. He had strong powerful arms and she would hate to be on his bad side, hoping she never would even by accident. She shivered some when her hair was brushed back, not from fear so much as a chill. She hadn’t quite realized how cold the room was until then. It could be her proximity to him or the fact she did not feel as much adrenaline as she had while doing the interview. It didn’t really matter because she would not complain though being in that little red number did not dampen the cold either and that was a little bothersome. Her focus drew to how close he became wondering briefly if she would have to feed him already when his words cut through her thoughts.<br/><br/>‘Where she was going to sleep’, he had corrected. Interesting choice of words until he explained them better. So she would not be going home. Somehow she figured that but hearing it out loud was…definite. His confidence in finding her was sort of a mix of creepy and kind of cool considering how big a city this was although his comment before about her room made it pretty obvious how. She would have laughed had it not been rude when he mentioned travel. It was something she’d always wanted to do so at least there was one more upside. Her mother would get the treatment needed and she would get to go to places she probably had not seen before.<br/><br/>Through it all, her questions and his answers she did as she was told. First impressions were key and she wanted to nail them. His proximity and the way he was treating her made her feel, kind of like a doll in a way. Something like a porcelain doll. As it became longer she figured it might change but for now it was the adjustment period and she felt she was doing alright. Though her heartbeat quickened at some places she kept her emotions close to heart. He had wondered, though she did not know it, if she was good at hiding her emotions and she was. She had to learn or people would have walked all over her.<br/><br/>Her body involuntarily shuddered the moment his mouth sucked the blood from the crook of her arm while she held back a laugh.  She was ticklish there she couldn’t help it. She had to admit it was strange but she kept her mouth shut especially since he had said she could go where she wanted. Sure he would have to approve it and alright she would be accompanied but the more she listened the more she understood why. Special? Her? The more he spoke the more she felt isolated. Not only will she not be going home but she could not see her friends or family. When he had said she could go where she wanted it was to someplace away from them. It was a lot to take in and the thought of not being alone in a room even if it appeared that way was even more discouraging and frightening.<br/><br/>Letting out a long slow breath she nodded at all of this, soaking it in. Looking to him she asked; “How am I special? I’m only a human right? What makes me stand out?” She was curious. Why would elder vampires want her to spit him? What did he do to make them want to? Was that just their nature? More questions like that ran around in her mind but she could not spit them out. First she thought they were rude and second she felt it might anger him somehow.