"Seems you'll be staying with us." He spoke, and her brows furrowed together, confusion showing her in crimson eyes. He had to have seen it but he let her in the house. When he left, she went about taking her shoes and socks of, setting them aside and started to remove unneeded parts of her clothes in hopes to dry a little faster. The man left without a word, and she didn't think he was coming back.
Before she knew it, she was surrounded by warmth with a cloth so soft. She brought it to her face and breathed into it to warm her nose, gasping slightly when she was lifted. She looked at his face again before she rested her face against his neck. Kat realized she wasn't being a little too invasive in his personal space, but she was freezing and would have taken any kind of warmth.
"I'm sorry for the mess." She said gently when he gave her reason to carry her. Even after the man had set her down, Kat didn't take her gaze from him. He looked... familiar.
He was one of them! He was exactly what she had been researching for years. She waited before he sat down before she got off the loveseat, the blanket falling away and she quickly slipped over to him, and before he had a chance to stop her, she attempted to poke at his mouth, pushing up his lip to see if her suspicions had been right.
She tore her gaze from the male the moment the other had entered the room. Her heart quickened the slightest bit. Not in fear or anxiety, but in curiosity. He was perfect. His features were flawless just like the other. That lead her to one question... If they were what they were, why wasn't she dead? If her hand had made it to Angelo's face and hadn't been removed, she would have dropped it only know before going back to her seat for the blanket, waiting to hear what they had to say.
At least I have a home, right? Even if I am sitting on my death.. chair. The thought made her chuckle the slightest bit to herself. She found exactly what she was looking for, and the knowledge of her proof that she wasn't insane pleased her.