âWhat⊠whatâs happened here?â
As she tended to when things were uncertain, the girl looked to Jasper for clues. Silver eyes, darkened to a deep obsidian, flickered over those present, and he seemed to understand much more than she did. Most people would not have been able to read his face, but she could, and despair and rage were written there in equal measure. He did not flinch when the girlâs voice sounded in their minds, but Ava did, yelping her surprise and rubbing at her ears. Sheâd never been spoken to directly by a telepath before. It was a somewhat common ability in vampires, but none of them usually used it casually, as it was considered rude. The sensation, or rather, the lack thereof, perplexed her.
That gave way shortly to horror, as the little girl apparently killed Kisuke, moving too fast for human eyes to track. She shook her head when he fell to the ground, entirely uncomprehending of the reasons for any of this. Deathâwhy was there always so much death? She did not understand what drove people to kill one another; but then, she probably never would. That was just part of her makeup as a person. Regardless, the next question seemed to be the most salient one, and she latched onto that one. Finding Morganâthat was productive, and important, and they should definitely do it as soon as possible.
Jasper, still looking vaguely unhappy, answered the question before the girlâYuki, apparentlyâcould do so. âThere is only one place in that house he could be,â he said neutrally, his monotone closed to interpretation even by Ava. Likely it was impossible for anyone to know what was going on in his head at the moment, but perhaps that was for the best. If she had to guess, she would suppose that they must be dark thoughts, indeed. âFollow me.â
He broke into a run, which, while slow enough for the non-pure-bloods to keep up, would obviously be too fast for Ava to match, and she sighed, sprinting after him anyway. She wasnât a runner for nothing, and it wasnât that far to the gates of the Estate proper. She was going to fall behind, of course, but sheâd do her best not to lag too much. She was feeling keenly her own comparative uselessness right now, anywayâit wasnât like there was anything sheâd be able to do for Morgan, but sheâd made up her mind to come here, and she wasnât going to quit halfway through.