Katherine blinked softly as he seemed to look about. She started for a moment as he looked directly at her. Yet settled down as she could sense he did not see her. She had to remember she had better eyesight then him. A mere human with no worries. Walking out of the shadows to the counter just as he turned around. She grasped the money and stared between it and him as he left the shop and leaned on the wall. She felt her face contort in pain as she felt her heart crushed all over again. Holding the money tight, but sure to not hold it tight enough to make it some green confetti. Katherine could not resist the urge. Walking away from the counter. She silently approached the person.<br/><br/>She had no idea how old he was, though she could tell he was not much older then she. His blood was young. His flesh young. That was what she hated about being a vampire. She was not human like him and others like him. Her hand shaking slightly. She laid her hand on his shoulder to get his attention. "Hello there?" she murmured. Knowing very well that he was having some kind of issue from his tone of voice. She just hoped he did not cause a ruckus here. That would be very bad indeed. She raised her other hand. The money rustling slightly as she offered it to him in the slight wind. "Its on the house..." she said a little shakily, almost as though she were cold. Though she knew she could never be like that again. She took a deep breath, then grasped his hand. Raised it, then slapped the money in his hand. She stared at the marks on his wrist. "What is that?" she asked suspiciously. Her weird reddish orange eyes looking at him. The familiar tug of longing shot her as she felt his pulse under her hand.