Anthony fell into step with the others, his arm entwined with Victoria's as the three of them walked through the exhibit.  The pictures and images were startling to Anthony, who had not seen the slowly changing face of art and culture for some time.  However, it didn't bother him, not as much as the presence of the vampiress that held firmly onto his arm.<br/><br/>Anthony wasn't sure he could extract his arm if he wanted to.  Sure, he could at the moment as she was not holding him tight, but he suspected that if she wanted to, she could make her arm as steel.  It would probably take less than a thought to hold him fast.<br/><br/>His thoughts, however, were consumed with the feel of Victoria's mind pressing against them.  He could feel his mind wanting to open up to hers and give her the answer she sought and more.  It took more than he would like to keep his mind closed for the moment.  She wasn't even trying hard, Anthony suspected.  He could do little more than answer her silently in his mind.  He dared not impart the thought into hers, instead he let the thought flit through where her mind already was in his, knowing she would pick up on it.<br/><br/><em>I am seeking a new place to call home, lady.  I awoke from a long period of slumber and set out to find new grounds.  </em><br/><br/>He tried to hold in brief images of what had driven him underground, but brief flickers of flame and sunlight flashed in his thought.  He understood this was due to her seeking answers from him.  He would give her more than she asked.  He could only try and stem the flood of information, control its direction.<br/><br/><em>Alex happened to cross my path.  He has been a welcome companion tonight.  </em><br/><br/>Anthony's mind again flickered through thoughts and memories of earlier.  Alex and his former fiancee arguing, their words reaching his ears; Alex and him sharing a meal; Alex looking at Anthony with faint lines of lust in his eyes, inspired by Anthony's actions and words.<br/><br/><em>I am no threat to you and yours, lady.</em><br/><br/>The question that remained, though, was simple.  Was Alex hers?  Would she lay claim to him and his blood?  Anthony had begun to consider Alex as a possible -.<br/><br/>Anthony shook his head briefly, blocking the thought from continuing.  She was pulling more and more from him.  He concentrated on silencing the inner monologue.  He put a small smile on his face as he turned to the other two as they whispered like conspirators.<br/><br/>"Ah, now why do I feel my ears burning?  Pray do not keep me in the dark.”<br/><br/>He let his smile spread slowly as he kept pace with the two.  It was a smile that was on the surface only.