Cadien's nose hadn't lead him astray since he'd been bitten and its power held strong as he quickly retraced the girl's trail through the library, pausing only to make sure he was moving quietly. He really didn't want her to be frightened by his sudden appearance. His ice blue eyes flashed as he rounded a corner and found her sitting in a chair. She seemed to have been reading, but now her eyes were clouded over and she seemed to be seeing things beyond the room in which she sat. Cadien froze for a moment. A vision! She was having a vision. There was no doubt about it. His own vision state had been described as such by several who'd seen the process. His pulse quickened at the thought that he and the woman of prophecy shared such a common trait. He began to walk forward, slowly at first, but slowly gaining speed and then walking at a normal pace. He had to speak to her. At the very least, get her to listen for a moment.<br/><br/>A scent caught his attention then. It was strange. Not entirely a scent, but completely unmistakable. The scent of something not of this world was in the air. And it was moving towards them. Cadien tensed. He wasn't sure which form he had access to would be of any help against such a foe. Especially since he could barely control two of them. The overpowering fight or flight instinct was warring within him as he strode towards the girl. Would it be worth the risk to everyone present for him to fight the creature or simply get to the girl and flee? He would have to take his chances with putting off the decision as of yet. Changing right now would, indisputably frighten the girl and Cadien couldn't afford to have her fear him.<br/><br/>Cadien reached the small table the girl was sitting at, noticing the pleasing way her hair caught the light, and leaned his hands on the table, smiling warmly at her, his teeth with their small fangs glinting in the light from some window somewhere in the place. He wished that he could conceal the fangs sometimes. It didn't help his cause when his gentlest smiles were punctured by the sharpness of his teeth. Even so, he hoped that the gesture came across as warm and friendly more than fierce and dangerous.<br/>"Hello there. My name is Cadien. How are you?"<br/>Cadien wanted to strangle himself. Why was he so woefully inarticulate outside of his head? Why couldn't he simply use the vocabulary that he knew was at his disposal? The "friendly" expression never wavered, but a hint of urgency was discernible in his eyes. Only the clever and observant would be able to pick it out, but it still was there. The smell of the other being was heavy in the air now and was making him slightly jumpy.<br/>"I know this is rather sudden, but I really need to talk to you somewhere more public. Would you mind coming with me to such a place? You can choose if that makes you more comfortable. I promise I'm not going to try to hurt you."<br/>He cut himself off there, hoping he hadn't come across as too much of a raving lunatic. The muscles in his forearms were tight with nerves, intermingled with hope and fear. All of these emotions rolled into one hard to control feeling of uneasiness. His face, however, masked this for the most part. it was still arranged into a friendly expression.