Kara's eyes widened in alarm when she looked at Hallbjorn. She didn't know what worried her the most, that he had a blade drawn or the look on his face. There were a few tense moments when she had no idea what he would do. He looked like he was ready to kill. Even last night he had not looked like this, at least not at her.<br/><br/>Then he backed away and the tension left him. Her heart slowed its frantic beat and she leaned against the door frame since her legs felt weak. Questions lingered on her tongue, about the Lore, and just what being a vampire meant, as well as just how strong she was. But with the light filtering out of the bathroom, she could not miss how tired Hallbjorn looked. It was no wonder, either, since he'd stayed up all night to make sure darkness never overtook her.<br/><br/>His caution about the sunlight had her lips forming a circle of surprise. She looked back at the open window and the sunlight, then down at her arms. “I didn't even think about that.” It was a sobering thought. She could have died because of her lack of knowledge, and because she hadn't thought through what her condition might mean to her in regards to a lot of things.<br/><br/>Kara's eyes met his when he told her she would not like to be on fire. The way he said it had her shiver, because it sounded like he spoke from personal experience. When he moved to the chair and showed his exhaustion, her heart clenched for him. “Please sleep on the bed, Hallbjorn. You'll rest better.”<br/><br/>With those words, she slipped back inside the bathroom. As if things were not confusing enough, her mind seemed to be in turmoil about Hallbjorn. She kept thinking of how he looked as he held the knife at the bathroom door, but it warred with the sight of him when she woke up, and the knowledge that he'd sat in the chair all night to keep a candle burning for her.<br/><br/>Kara rubbed her face with her hands. She needed to concentrate on not burning in the sunlight, not breaking anything, and not setting the hotel on fire. As well as not getting caught by those demons. She avoided the open window, even though Kara wanted to find out just how long she could stand the sunlight. She loved the sun, and the heat from it. Maybe she could test her endurance later, when Hallbjorn was there to make sure she didn't burn up.<br/><br/>The fog was now fully gone from the bathroom, so Kara dug into her bag to find what she had to wear. Hallbjorn didn't seem to do too bad of a job packing for her. Of course, she didn't have her purse, her driver's license, or even her credit cards. It might very well be impossible to access what little money she had saved up because of that while they were on the road. Which meant he would have to provide for her. It was a thought Kara both liked and felt uncomfortable about. It was just one ore thing that she wasn't used to.<br/><br/>Finding a matching set of red, lacy panties and bra, Kara tried not to think of Hallbjorn touching them. She slipped them on, then pulled out a strappy blue summer dress with a white flower pattern. The dress came to just above her knees, and flared out at the hips. She finished the outfit with the only pair of shoes he packed, her white tennis shoes.<br/><br/>After drying her hair and brushing it, she stepped back out into the main room. Kara was careful not to wake Hallbjorn. She wanted him to get as much sleep as possible. Instead of turning on all of the lights, she only used one that was farthest from where he slept.<br/><br/>Pushing back the urge to use his smart phone right away, she set about straightening her clothes in her pack, then putting her clothes from yesterday inside. She left the soap and other items in the shower, since she was sure he'd want to wash up when he woke.<br/><br/>Kara had already decided that she would not call anyone on the phone. While she didn't know with any certainty that contacting her friends would endanger them, it was best to error on the side of caution. She did log onto her online college site to switch her summer class to withdraw from it. A quick search yielded no results about multiple murders in Jackrabbit Junction. Not that she expected it to. Her town didn't really have a newspaper.<br/><br/>After grabbing another bottle of blood, she went to the small desk in the room and grabbed the pen and pad provided. In between sips, and the bazar acknowledgment that she was drinking blood, she started to plan out their trip.<br/><br/>It would take twenty hours by car, and that was not including all of the traffic jams they might come across, as well as finding places to sleep along the way, and stopping for food and gas. She nibbled on the cap of the pen as she wondered if she could eat. While the blood had relieved her of her thirst, her stomach did feel hungry. Hallbjorn had some beef jerky in the truck, but she was not going out there without him. There was the sunlight to factor in, and the fact that she didn't know where he put his keys.<br/><br/>Soon she was grinning and humming away happily as she made note of all the roadside attractions along their route. While it was important to get to New Orleans, as long as they were safe, she didn't see why they couldn't enjoy their road trip. Kara was so absorbed in what she was doing, that she forgot to note the passage of time.<br/>