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Miles nodded, though beyond the face of calm, he was curious as to what he would be eating. Surely, even vampires wouldn't be allowed to drink human blood at the table. Would they?
Behind him, Wrath gave a small shy smile. That voice was recognisable. It was sweet and melodic. He tugged Eyes to move quicker so that he could get closer to the girl, though not too close.
Miles followed his nose to the room where dinner would be served, where he pulled out a chair each for the girl he had carried her bags for and her friend. He didn't know their names, which was funny because no one had asked either.
Once the girls were seated, he walked to stand by eyes and whispered something softly to her. Wrath had taken a seat and was looking to Eyes to sit next to him. When she moved to sit next to Miles, opposite the two girls, Wrath quickly switched seats to be beside her, shuffling as close as he could.
"This boy," said Miles, finally allowing his attention to fall on Wrath, before looking back to Rebecca. "Is he a friend of yours?"