Terminal Vampirism...[Den of the Damned]

[Hahvoc The Decepticon]

Jesse didn't like the look he gave her in the least. It gave her the creeps, like he was pealing back the layers of flesh to get down to her soul. When he moved back and let go of her hand, she felt like rubbing her hand on her pants, not that she felt her hand was dirty, but she felt slightly violated. She smiled lightly at what he said about her aunt. She sat in the chair opposite of him and swore she saw something, looking about as she did so. But she couldn't find what she had seen and so she turned back to Eros.

"Well, I'm here now so I hope I'm not disappointing you in any way."

She spoke with a soft smile as she focused on his face instead of looking for whatever it was that had wandered into the library.​