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A single brow raised as she went on to explain it further, still not connecting the dots. At her dismissal of the subject, Sebastian found himself laughing softly before she pulled him away. The vampire, now human, tensed for all of a moment but relaxed when they were away from prying ears. “I’m starting to sense that.” He was confused by a lot of the things he’s seen upon coming out of his dried state, it didn’t take him long to figure it was no longer 1590. “I’m Sebastian.” He introduces himself, taking a moment to take her in. Now that he was closer, he could see the differences between Cassandra and the other before him, but something about the blonde intrigued him and it wasn’t just her beauty. “And you are?”
There was something about the stranger that most certainly gave off the vibe of someone Lizzie would normally go for. Which, of course, meant that he was trouble, one way or another. She could practically feel the trouble radiating from him, and despite her best efforts she was more than a little intrigued in finding out who he was. Of course, that didn’t mean she was going to be stupid about it. She just wanted to know who and why he was there. “Elizabeth. Lizzie,” she said, watching him cautiously. “So, Sebastian, where- or should I say when- are you from? Because those clothes certainly weren’t picked out this century.”












