It was a terse moment, but the vampire eventually said she could enter.  The moment he did, he was... fine, inexplicably fine.  Made Serah raise a brow at the oddity of it, but no more than that as she stepped in, only sheathing her own weapons as the other man began to put his bone sword away.  Again, she was far from stupid.<br/><br/>"You may call me Fox." she said, bowing again slightly, but keeping an eye on the man and his weapon, and shooting him a grin reminiscent of the Kitsune of lore "No idea where I got that name, I swear!  On an unrelated note, doesn't that<em>odor</em>of burning vampire flesh bother you at all?  Not exactly a pleasant smell..."<br/><br/>Moving over to the fried remains of the late Charles Davidson (she'd hated his haircut, wasn't missing him), she knelt down and looked him over, and was quite certain that he was dead and gone.  A job certainly well done, and only one potential loose end... but what of the girl now?  That's when she got an idea...<br/><br/>"Well Mr. Micha, seems we have a bit of a problem here..." she said, grinning up at him with that same foxy grin "See,<em>technically</em>since you've seen me, I'm supposed to make you... disappear, kind of like Mr. Davidson, who came in, paid for that woman, and left... but never made it back to his car because<em>hunters</em>got to him first and rescued the human girl there.  Now... since that fool already paid up - whatever it was he was paying - I'm going to take that woman with me, and you're going to 'remember' how this man came and left, and how gunshots rang out from outside, and I was never here, and we never talked... do we understand each other, Mr. Micha?"