A deep voice filled her ears, the first speaker she thought, or maybe the second, they sounded so close that she could hardly tell them apart. Blood, she lost blood. Was that why there had been the taste of it in her mouth lingering? Had she cut her lip or something? Too many questions, too much at once, she could feel Eaerik in her mind telling her to slow down without words and for once she listened. She did feel dizzy like the man had said she would. The idea of laying down somewhere was welcome, as long as she could leave. The fact that the men knew that her feline companion was a demon meant that they were 'other' just like her.<br/><br/>Sunlight chasing them indoors. Blood. Vampires.<br/><br/>The moment the thought occurred to her and she would have panicked her Guardian was there in her head, telling her to trust them. Her head was spinning, her breath odd, her body weak and still aching from falling through the window. However she had managed to live through the harpy's final attack she was in no shape to take on the streets of Las Vegas on her own. Sin City would be safe from her tonight.<br/><br/>Aaralyn made herself inhale and then nodded slowly to Eaerik and the man holding her. She felt him moving her, setting her on a seat on a motorcycle and she steadied herself on it, blinking and swearing hoarsely under her breath as the lights around them swam in her eyes. When the man got on the bike in front of her her arms wrapped tightly around his torso, clinging to him unshamed and noting how odd it was to not feel body heat. Vamps indeed. "Just try to shake me off mister...trust me one tumble a night is enough, even for me."<br/><br/>Some of her temper, her spark showed in the comment, but the affected was ruined when she started coughing and shuddering. God a bed would feel so good.