Hikari Akane
Hikari shrugged back, laughing at Tacitus. All's well that ends well I suppose.. Hikari watched Tristan's next actions carefully, realization hitting her. Tacitus was the Vampire! She felt her throat tighten a little, but she wasn't as scared as she knew she should have been. She did help me bandage my head..
Hikari tilted her head curiously as Tacitus got a piece of paper and began writing something down rather quickly. I wonder what she's doing.. The raven haired girl thought to herself. Once the other girl was done, Hikari gave her a short weary smile, " Nice to meet you Tacitus. " she replied in a polite tone, despite her distrust and hatred for vampires. As much as she hated the idea, as much as she wished she could just deny it, Hikari was in this particular vampire's debt. She helped her in her moment of need when Hikari actually attempted to help her instead. She shook it off when she noticed Tacitus was trying to tell them something. Oh god.. I'm terrible at this game..She is a vampire.. and she is hungry? Hikari never was proficient at charades.. Maybe I should just keep my mouth shut.. I don't seem to be making very good impressions so far.
She listened to the new-coming human, Tristan, and Tacitus converse for a while, before she noticed that Ben had arrived. She moved from her squatting position, brushing her dress off and avoiding eye contact. Their last meeting didn't end on good terms after all. Then she touched her bandaged head. She looked to Benjamin, noticing his strain. Tacitus didn't respond like that.. She shivered a bit, turning her gaze away from him. She'd crossed the line before, and now she was troubling him yet again.. it wasn't her place to go off on him like that, when her family died, her freedom died with them.. I'm going to have to accept that I'm practically already dead..
She forced a small smile of recognition, looking up at Ben finally, " I don't know where the bandages are or I would have took care of it myself.. " She muttered under her breath, a little discouraged. She was tired of being a burden, even if she was only being a burden on a nest of vampires.
" I didn't plan on a stake to the head.. but I guess I'm sorry for troubling everyone. " Her tone was flat, half-hearted, but she still apologized. Insincerity was irrelevant in her mind, she'd complied with the foundation of the formality and was enough.