You Got Hurt by a Pumpkin?!

"Oh, yes. That was just as I arrived." With his change of worlds at the time, he had not paid much attention to the toothy pumpkins about; he had never thought there would be a time where a vampire gourd would not have been his first priority, but Caido liked to throw curveballs. Taking off her clothes, usually something he rather looked forward to, was a painfully slow game of revealing even more horror; though he was relieved to not see too many cuts or wounds lurking underneath. He smiled as his jaw was stroked, but for the moment said nothing, just shook his head once and looked at her fondly. When she was nude he passed her a blanket (they couldn't feel the cold, but it just felt wrong not to) and stood to help her up, heading to the wet room. Rudimentary plumbing had been something of a surprise for him when he had first come to the domiciles, but he supposed with magic, it was a natural thing to be made. Gently, he sat her down on the edge of the bath while he began to fill it up, checking the temperature with his fingers even though it still didn't matter. "As long as you come back from your ....situations, I can at least say they will make good stories. You know...perhaps not here, but I was close to death several times myself in Venice. I understand how these things can jump upon you." Bastien Start by admitting from cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum It's only a cabaret, old chum