“Beg Pardon.” Kanaya left a hand suspended in midair, just inches from connecting to a rather attractive human shoulder- No, not human. The scent was off, and if Kanaya hadn’t been as well read, or even lived the life, she might have dismissed the male as an oddity but dismissable all the same. As it were, he was neither human nor dismissable.
"Verging On Intrusion, Might I Inquire As To Your Meal Source?" She kept to a low whisper, hoping no one else caught wind of her question. “It Would Seem We Are Victims Of A Similar Affliction.“ Even if she didn’t consider herself a victim.
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