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Aaron smiled when she spoke about her aunt and wondered why she had such patience towards her. Had it been himself, he would have left in a heartbeat.
"At least you have a choice," Aaron said and winked at her, implicating that she could leave if she wanted to. But she seemed to feel bound to her 'debt' because her aunt and uncle had taken her in. The elderly lady was a cheat and didn't serve a meal worth the penny it apparently cost. At least, that was Aaron's opinion.
The girl started talking about her parents then in detail, and he smiled to himself. It had worked again. No one would start spilling things like that to a complete stranger, but as usual Aaron's personality had influenced her.
"I'm sorry that you lost your parents, my lady." he said and didn't smile now. His dark eyes were fixed on her and spoke the truth. Or seemed to at least.
Aaron reached out to touch the locket around her neck, his eyes locked on hers and begging permission. He looked at it and smiled, his bright teeth seemed flawless compared to other people.
"A girl like you would never find herself on the streets." he said in all seriousness.

Emma apologized for talking like that and Aaron shook his head. "Please, call me Aaron." he said and continued. "And please, I'd prefer if you didn't shut up."
Aaron smiled again and nodded at her, thanking her for the meal once more.
One feeling nagged him though. The sensation of feeding on her as soon as he could.. was missing. He knew that she was different, but not that different. Why did he feel the urge to know more about her? She was a human. There wasn't room for weakness or faith in humanity.

"Please don't let me distract you from your work, my lady." he said and gestured for her to leave, but not commanding. Merely offering. "Oh, but before you go." he added. "Would there be any chance of renting a room here?"
Aaron moved behind his seat and leaned his strong arms on it, brushing his hair back. Emma stood with her head in an angle where he had perfect view of her neck. His eyes widened for one short moment, but not visible to anyone. The vampire could hear the blood coursing through her artery, and almost taste the blood in his mouth. He looked down and swallowed once, pushing the sensation away. If he saved her for later and kept holding his urge to feed at bay, the joy would be even greater when he sunk his fangs into her neck.