Malva wasn't trusting her new fellow vampire yet, but she felt sorry for the woman. She knew Diantha had a heart of gold and wasn't cut out for having to freshly kill her meals day by day. As important as it was to keep Serena safe - the child got a big scolding for running off to see Diantha - Malva felt so bad that Diantha couldn't have time with the child. (Part 1/2)
Malva carried a warm blanket, imbued with the scents of sugar cookies and Malva's perfume - the two things Serena always smelled like. "I thank you for not risking Serena's life by holding her in this state, but I do want to give you some comfort." Malva says, walking into the room. She holds the very warm blanket out to Diantha. "I'll wrap you up in it, if you'd like." Malva screamed at herself inside for being so nice to the goody-two-shoes, but maybe Diantha's just grown on her. Part (2/2)
Diantha had almost been crying, in all honesty. The entire situation was just so... overwelming. She didn’t want to put the people she cares about in danger, yet wanted nothing more than company right now.
Malva’s company was... unexpected, yet very welcome. As was the blanket.
“I would love that, please....”