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Christian saw that the girl laughed at his mention of vampires, but he had no idea why she laughed about something as serious as vampires. He was however confused at the lore of vampires, since different authors have different lore for vampires and occasionally the stories made for vampires conflicted. "First of all, vampires are definitely not real, they're just a fairy tale, and the only reason that people call me that is to try and get to me since I'm such a bitch to them. Second of all, segregation?" She told him that vampires were fairy tales, so that cleared up the reason that vampires were portrayed so differently and he was happy that she bothered to explain that to him. However, when she laughed about segregation, he was confused. "Segregation hasn't been a problem since the mid-1900's. Yes, there's still racism, and yes, there are people who try their best to make people who look, think, or act different, just want to leave or, even worst die. He was embarrassed, since his knowledge was outdated and he was looking as if he didn't know much about history. He calmed down, since he noted that there was no chance for him to catch up on human history and he had a valid excuse for not knowing. "However, segregation isn't a problem during this day and time, so I think you're okay. He was never worried about this, since he didn't care what most people thought or did to him and he knew that he could easily leave or escape anything. It was pretty hard to kill Christian, since he knew a lot about the human body and how to knock people out by pressing a couple of points on the body. He preferred quick and clean knockouts, since he didn't like senseless killing and he didn't want to be responsible for a death. "As for your hair color, it's merely an odd color to have for hair. The only people that a person ever sees with white hair, is someone with a genetic fault, such as people that are albino. Only, that includes having red eyes.," He was taking in this information and putting it side by side with the information he had from reading books, and a lot of the information matched up perfectly with the information he had and she helped fill in some holes in the information he had. "Dyeing your hair is when you mix together certain chemicals and wash them through your hair, causing it to become a different color. You can also get highlights, which is merely taking strands of your hair and dyeing them a certain color," She told him this as they stopped in front of a pair of double doors. "Isn't it dangerous to mix chemicals with your hair? Or have humans evolved to the point of ignoring chemicals altogether. Wait, nevermind. Humans wouldn't use chemicals that could damage them." He didn't know that some people did use chemicals that would damage them, since he only knew what he read in books and none of the books he read mentioned people ingesting harmful chemicals.

The doors were see-through and he saw the children lying in rows of beds. When he saw the children there, he seemed saddened. But, that expression was replaced by a determination to help the children be happy. He saw a challenge in this, so he was going to make the children happy and hopeful. Even if it took him the whole day, but he had all the time in the world. He felt his faith in the human race restored, when he saw that there were parents, friends, siblings, and acquaintances by the children. "Prepare yourself, a lot of them aren't well enough to even sit up," She said that as she pushed open the doors and strode in, and a lot of the children p irked up as soon as she walked in. "Damn it, why can't I use my power to heal others." He mumbled this under his breath, but he decided to not make the children scared by looking angry. "Kyou-chan," A little girl called out, and Christian could tell her voice was hoarse. Kyou smiled and made her way towards the child, so Christian followed behind her. He was smiling calmly, since he was happy to see the children still hanging on to their life. "Hello, Hilly," Kyou was petting the girl's hand, so he thought that Kyou was a good person. "Are you having fun with your new doll I brought you last week?" Kyou asked that, while still smiling and Christian was not surprised by Kyou's selflessness. "I named her Sandy. Isn't she pretty?" The girl brought out a doll and hugged it to her face, so Christian thought that the doll was important to the girl. He was surprised to see the girl's eyes widen, but then he noticed that she was staring at him. "Kyou-chan! Whose that man? He's really handsome. He has cool hair, too!" She lifted her hand and waved at Christian, so Christian waved back at the young girl. He was smiling the biggest smile he has smiled in a long time, since the young girl complimented him and she seemed to be so innocent. "Hi-hi! My name's Hilly, what's yours?" She asked this to Christian and Christian wanted to answer honestly to any questions the young girl may have. "Hello Hilly, my name is Christian Orako. I'm a friend of Kyou, and thank you for complimenting my hair." He crouched down when he said this, so he could be at the same level as the girl. "Look, and I'll show you magic." He whispered this in her ear and he began using his gloveless hand to make a statue of a bird out of ice. He did this in front of the young girl and awaited her response to his 'magic'.