A simple favor

Place: Sebastiens place
Time: 21. 15
Date: August 15 2020
Weather: Warm after a hot summer day.
Outfit: link
Topic for: @Sebastien <3
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Marie had asked her for a favor and Cecilia wasn't one to turn down a friend. It was a simple favor, and she was just supposed to deliver a box to someone. So when Cecilia walked down to her car in the parking lot she took typed in the adresse to Midnight street 15, Aston and she drove towards it. While she was driving she listened to some music, whatever was on the radio. It didn't take long till she got there, and she parked outside. Cecilia parked and stepped out of her car. She went over to the back and opened it so she could take the box out. She wondered what was inside. But again it wasn't her business to find out. Cecilia had had this odd feeling about going here, but it was possible that it was just because she hadn't been drinking enough water. Cecilia used her elbow to knock on the door and looked around her. The sun was set and it wouldn't be long till the sky turned dark. Few people walked around in the area but nothing she thought to much about.

Clothes: A dark sweater and a pair of dark pants
- Other: 1,96 Meters tall + Cold skin + Protected mind + Daylightring + Slightly wet from a shower

He'd just gotten out of the shower, as someone appeared to knock on his door, and it was about this time he'd been expecting to get a guest, as he'd been ordering blood. This was just one of the few ways he got his doses of blood, as he either went to a blood bank, got his blood from a willing donor or got a person from the hospital to send blood to him. It was a practical way, of not having to hurt anyone to get his food, just because he was a hunter, created to kill and do bad things, didn't mean that he actually wanted to do these things. He was just one man, wanting to somehow live a normal life, despite the fact he was amongst the living dead.
He was still closing his pants, as he went downstairs and towards the door, and as he opened it, he was putting on his sweater, which meant a great part of his stomach was exposed "Hey," he said with a big smile on his lips, as he ran his fingers through the chaos which was his hair "You're not Marie, is she okay?" he asked worried, she'd been the one who always delivered his blood, so the appearance of this new girl, made him worried as to if Marie was okay "Do you wanna come inside, so I can give you your money?" he raised an eyebrow, and stepped to the side, so she could come inside.

She finally understood small things, the simple things. Humans doing favors for vampires. Of course no one got hurt in the process. Cecilia took a deep breath in when the door opened. She had no idea what she had expected, but he surely met the part with outstanding points. Cecilia blinked a few times, and had to remind herself to actually breath. He looked like what she would describe as a vampire created in fiction. His face so perfectly shaped. "Hey," she breathed out. Her heart skipped a beat as he ran his hands through his hair, and she blinked a little to keep herself on the conversation. "Yeah.. No she is okay.. she got a little sick and asked me to deliver. I hope its alright," she quickly responded. Cecilia couldn't really remember or knew if she ever had spoken to a vampire before. It was way out of her comfort zone, and she knew perhaps the angel on her shoulder would advice her against going inside. Cecilia nodded shortly and stepped inside the house. It was nice and warm. Warmer than the autumn weather that lured around the corner. "I'm Cecilia," presented the human herself, not even sure why - but it felt like the most polite thing to do, when you got an invite inside someones house.

"It is alright, please do send her my regards," he was pleased to hear that Maria was okay, as she'd been one of the few people, that he'd been in contact with over the last few months, and she'd been what he could describe as good company. Many vampires look down upon humans, as nothing more than lesser beings, as they were often the most wanted meals for these undead beings. However, Sebastien, himself was not one of those vampires and had it not been for the fact that humans aged and died, he would have enjoyed their company far more than what he actually did.
As she got inside, he gently closed the door behind her, before then guiding her to his living room, in which a part of it had an almost bar-like area, for drinks of all kinds "It is a good meeting you Cecilia, my name is Sebastien," even though many hundreds of years had passed since he'd becomen a vampire, and left the life of a mortal behind him, he still tended to speak as if though he was still in this time, which was both good and bad. Bad in the sense some found it to be weird, and good because some didnd't, some even found it to be charming in some sense of the word "you have no reason to fear me, I am no danger to you," he gently said, with what could be seen as a smile coming across his lips, he'd sensed her heartbeat fastening a bit, or at least skip a couple of beats earlier, and wanted to make sure for this young woman, that she was in no way in danger "How much would it be?" he asked.

"I will," she replied frowning a bit, as it took her by a surprise that a vampire would ask about another human's wellbeing. Of course she couldn't know if Marie actually was human- there was still a lot of things she barely understood. The way he spoke was old fashioned, reminding her he most likely was older than he looked. His accent was quite alluring and kept her interested in possible everything he would have to say. His name was Sebastien, a classic name. She wondered what time he was from, yet, her knowing that would make her question the age of every person she met on the road. He mentioned her not having to be scared of him, which made her frown yet again. Her first thought was he maybe could read minds, but on the second hand she could feel her heart beat heavy in her chest. "Uhm, yeah," she mumbled a bit with a smile feeling slightly nervous but not because she was scared. She was curious at this point, and she had been reading in the book Michael had given her about two different vampire species. Was he created or born this way? "Just what she usually takes for it," she replied with a soft expression in her eyes and a warmer smile. Cecilia hadn't really asked Marie how much she should take for it, it was just gonna be this one time - wasn't it? Sebastien seemed like collected guy, which made her feel like she could trust him when he had said he wasn't going to hurt her. Also Marie wouldn't have send her here if he was dangerous, or perhaps she could have done that. Not that Cecilia believed that right now.

Cecilia tilted her head a bit keeping her gaze at him. It was exciting and get dangerous of her to be standing in a room with a vampire, she felt the chills under her skin. "I think you might be the first vampire I've come across since I realized beings like you are real," she confessed and tilted her head to the other side. Perhaps it was stupid to confess such thing, vampires were predators and she could easily become dessert. "Forgive for starring, my mind is just still getting adjusted to how much the world has changed around me," she added with a soft chuckle and shook her head a bit. She was on vervain, it had only taken a trip to Oakheart at the Banshee's scream to get some - according to Michael's book it was like poison for vampires.

He nodded and with strong steps, he went towards his safe, in which he then got out about 2.000 pounds, which had been what he would usually pay for the blood, as he would often get quite a lot. All while he did this, he could feel her gaze against, almost as if she tried to figure him out or read if she was really safe in his presence. He chuckled and looked at her with a softer expression "It is okay, I do recall the feeling myself, I had been born human with no idea of what world I had been born into, and then I was turned and it was as if someone had removed the blinds, and I could finally see the world for what it truly was," he'd been in love with his maker, wanting to be with her forever, but she had not wanted him in the same way and had run off with some guy and he'd never seen her again after that.
With elegant steps, he walked towards her, much like a graceful dancer would move, though with some kind of underlying idea of potential danger "Even if it has been many years ago, I do remember the feeling, as if every second of my life had been a lie," he smiled softly at her, as he then reached out his hand and gave her the money "This should be enough for the blood." He raised an eyebrow, and waited for her, to give him the box of blood, as Marie would so often usually do.

He was turned into this, it sounded more like forced into this. Cecilia was just happy it wasn't how she learned about this world. Even now she felt like everything around her had changed, or perhaps it had been like that all the time and she was the one changed. "Yeah, it's a big secret that has been cloaked away," she admitted. He walked closer to her with graceful movements almost like a cat. He was right in it being a big lie, crazy how many people who knew the true colors of this world, and yet even more had no idea. There were even people out there dreaming about living in a world like this, where all their dreams would come true. Cecilia took the money and looked down, it was quite a lot but she wasn't one to question this private delivery of blood. She put it in her purse and looked up at him. "Thank you," she replied and took a deeper breath in. "When did you get turned into.. a vampire?" It sounded crazy and a few weeks ago she would have felt even silly for saying something like that. It had been all fictional for her till now. Cecilia would feel it was lonely, being cursed with eternal life and yet if you had someone to share it with - maybe it wasn't that bad. "Do you live here by yourself?" She then asked maybe to confirm her thought. Even Cecilia lived in a large house when you thought about her just living there by herself - it could be lonely some days.

"It will go away, it is much like being born a second time, having to learn how the world works in a new way," it had taken him quite a long time, to get used to not only being a vampire but also suddenly living in a world, in which demons and angels were quite real. As a human, he hadn't even been religious, and he wasn't going to become it after having been turned, but it was still very much strange, as he'd been shown the proof of the existence of a greater God. Yet, it didn't change how he felt towards any religion, as he found them to be quite toxic, and of course, as a vampire, he couldn't read the bible or go into a church.
As she thanked him for the money, he'd been expecting her to give him to blood, though, it appeared she had more questions on her mind, which he did not mind "I was born as a human in France 1286, and I was turned in 1312," so it had been quite a long time, since he'd last been breathing in real air, and having a heartbeat or to be considered one of the living ones. He could still remember how he was turned, how he'd been attacked, even close to dying and Jaice had saved him from the eternal death, by giving him ever lasting life "Yes, but I do socialise," he said with a little chuckle, yes he did live alone, but he wouldn't mind if the chance to live with someone came up, and he went out most nights, in order to be sociale.

He told her when and what time he was born in, and her eyes widened in a surprised expression. Cecilia blinked a few times but she couldn't really cover up how surprised she most had looked in that second. "That's a long time," she breathed out and licked her lips as she processed that some people had lived for that long. "You age well," she then added with a softer chuckle. Cecilia knew there were much older people out there and yet she didn't understand why people would choose to stay alive for so long. For love, family perhaps but given she never had to face that reality it was hard to imagine. "Good, I mean I would hate to know if you suffered in loneliness here by yourself," she admitted with a little smirk curling up on her lips. Cecilia hated the idea of someone being left alone to deal with the world by themselves, and it was the case many places. Now that her world had expanded, she could only imagine that the case of people getting left behind was even bigger than first imagined. Cecilia realized she was just standing here with a stranger asking him questions about his life and didn't really want to make him uncomfortable. "Well, sorry I didn't mean waste your time with my questions. I guess you have a lot of socialisering to get to," she excused herself and didn't really want to just stand there and waste his time.

He chuckled softly, as she complimented his appearance, as he still looked like a 26-year old young man, just as the day he'd been turned by his maker "It is all just lotion," he said with a teasing tone to his voice, which of course, wasn't true to the slightest, but simply had been fun to mention. He got rather surprised, as she said she would hate to know if he suffered in loneliness by himself, because most people he knew, didn't really give much care to others than themselves "that is very kind of you," there was a softness to his voice, like he really thought her words held a kindness towards him and that in many ways, he'd been surprised by it.
"Do not apologize, it is not everyday I get a visit from such a beautiful young woman such as yourself, who seems to take an interest enough to ask questions," he smiled at her, and then his gaze went to the box, that she still had not given him, especially now since she was talking about leaving "you have yet give me the box," his pale hand reaching towards her, with long and elegant fingers, that could resemble what one would call piano fingers. His dark eyebrow raised itself, as he waited for what she would do, as he wasn't the type to just pay for something, if he didn't get what he'd ordered.

She nodded to him with a warm smile when he said not to apologize for it. Cecilia followed his gaze to the box still in her hands. "Oh, yeah, sorry," she breathed out and shook her head as she handed him the box. "My mind most be everywhere else than where it should these days," she confessed with a slightly embarrassed expression and ran a lock of hair behind her ear. She waited till if he wanted to check the delivery was right, but then she was on her way out of the door again. "It was a pleasure talking to you Sebastien, maybe we will see each other again one day," she smiled opening the door and shortly waving goodbye before closing the door and went to her car. Cecilia drove home and went to bed thinking about what he had told her about being turned that long ago.

It was late and she had just ended her shift. Cecilia had changed into her normal clothe again and was headed towards her car in the parking lot. She looked at her watch, it was midnight. Her car was parked outside and she kept walking towards it. Sounds in the night made her frown a bit and stop. She looked around. Cecilia could feel her heart skip a few beats. The only light she had was the light from the lampposts but it was enough to see some fast movements in the shadows. "Shit," she mumbled to herself as she speeded up towards the car. She was just few steps from it when someone fast stood in front of it blocking her way. The face was monsterous, looking at her with dark eyes and from the low light she could see the fangs from that cricket smile. "Stay away from me," she warned and took a deeper breath in before stepping back, but the vampire didn't listen and it was about a matter of time before she walked into someone and turned around another vampire. She took another step back, realizing yet a third was joining the party. Her heart was racing insanly which seemed to make them feel more happy about their pray. One of them grabbed her and she felt his teeth pierce through her soft skin and she screamed in shock over the over the sharp pain in her neck. However it didn't last long till the vampire let her go only to throw up the blood again. The vervain most be working, she thought to herself before she started running away from them. Stupid, human move to make but now wasn't the time to think. She stopped behind a tree to grab a flask with holy water and held it close. Cecilia took a deep breath in and tried to keep herself calm, thinking about a way to get out of this alive. Even if she called someone, it would take them ages before they would get here.

He took it with a smile "it is okay, I remember the feeling of having my eyes opened to the world, so do not worry," he took the box, and laid it on a table nearby, mostly because he didn't want to frighten her with the sight of the blood, one thing was that she was potentially a doctor, but it was something else knowing the person you gave the box, was actually going to drink the blood. Plus he would often just give the box to Marie when he saw her the next time, therefore Cecilia did not need to get the box with her. Though he did quickly open the box, to see if all the bags were there and if it was the blood type he'd been asking for and everything was perfect.
"It is a small world after all, so I am sure we shall cross paths again someday," he chuckled and walked her out, as she moved towards the door, and he watched as she waved goodbye, and with her gone, he placed the bags in the special case he had for them, so they would remain at body temperature all the time.


It had been yet another night out, he'd been at this special bar, in which poetry was often read up, which he did enjoy very much. Much against what people would believe, he wasn't a big fan of the modern clubs and bars, as the smell of sweat and the loud sounds of music did bother his heightened senses a bit too much. So if he were to go to bars, it would either be because he was with friends, or it was a place for supernatural beings, or in this case a different type of bar entirely. As a human, he'd been a huge fan of poetry, a fascination that grown only bigger, after he'd become a vampire, in which he'd met quite a lot of now-famous writers.
As he walked home, it was rather calm and relaxed, instead of just using his supernatural speed, he did enjoy sometimes taking things a bit slow, and enjoying the night that hung above him. Though as he walked past a parking lot, he caught the scent of someone familiar, and even if it had been merely days since they had first met, he remembered the scent of the sweet Cecilia, with all her questions and potential concerns towards this new world she'd been presented to.
Though the scent of fear also hung around them, so he silently walked towards them, in which he saw a young vampire, coughing up blood. He got up behind the young man, contemplating whether to just break his neck or actually kill him, for should he just break the neck, the man would wake up again and then be a danger to someone else, but if he killed the vampire, he could end a potentially good person from doing great things. Though in the end, he'd decided to end the young man's life, as the danger of exposure was too great, with such a newly turned vampire going around and killing people.
"Miss Cecilia, are you okay?" he asked, as he stepped towards her, however, now standing this close to her, also meant he could smell her blood and a simmer in his gums came, and he could feel everything around him getting heightened, which meant his true face now came forth. He quickly turned around, not wanting her to see this monstrous side of him "I apologize," he took out a cloth, and handed it to her, though still standing with his back towards her, so she would not be too frightened, than what she may already be.

She could swear her heart had exploded a milion times by now, but someone actually saying her name made her frown. She knew that voice. Cecilia looked up and saw Sebastien, the vampire she had met only just few days ago. She managed to nod slightly even through her wound still hurt. Cecilia moved her hand up to the wound feeling the blood run over her fingers as she looked Sebastien in the eye. He quickly turned around which made her remove her hand and look down, as if she needed to get confirmed with herself, that it was blood. Cecilie were quick to put her hand back to help it stop the bleeding a little. She took the cloth he handed her and placed it over the wound. "Hey, its okay," she then said with a softened expression and kept her gaze at him. "I'm not afraid of you," she confessed. Perhaps she was still in a bit of a shock, but she knew he wasn't going to hurt he. She had to put her trust in him, even through she knew he could tear her apart if he wanted to. "I trust you."

He'd come to accept his vampiric fate many years ago, but that didn't mean that others might feel the same way, as the true face of a vampire wasn't exactly beautiful, and it could potentially scare away people, who hadn't seen that kind of monster before. He listenened to what she said, but he had yet to actually move around, as he didn't want her to be more scared, than what she actually was. Having been attacked and even bitten by a vampire, and then coming face to face with another vampire, might not be what she'd hoped for, when she woke up this morning.
Though as she said she wasn't afraid of him, and then even went as far as to say she trusted him, he slowly turned around and looked down at her. The blue in his eyes shining slightly, while the white was now bloodshot, and dark veins under his eyes was almost moving, as if being alive "You should never trust a vampire, even the best of them can be dangerous," he reminded her, as most vampires however, good they may appear could so easily turn on those they loved. He'd seen many vampires attack their loved ones, and completely empty them of their blood, because what humans would never understand, for that matter any other creature in this world, was a constant and painfull hunger. It hurt every single day, and he so often just wanted to give in, and eat everything he could on his way, but just because he was created to be a monster, didn't mean he wanted to be one too.
"You are hurt miss Cecilia, may I heal you?" he asked, after gaining just a bit of control over himself back, as he now looked at her with his human face, rather than that of his true and monsterous one. He could heal her with his blood, as all vampires was able to heal someone this way, though he did fear that her bite from this vampire, had left some of it enzymes in her system, making her potentially addicted to an almost high like feeling coming from being bitten by a turned vampire, rather than the high from a pureblood vampires blood.
He walked over to her, gently letting his cold hand rest against her chind, as if to see if she was hurt other places, his blue eyes scanning her face, before then letting go of her, and stepping back again, not wanting to invade her personal space.

It was a simple truth. She shouldn't trust him blindly and she felt slightly naive for saying that she did trust him. Perhaps it was because she had delivered him blood, a direct source for putting an end to his hunger - or so she believed. If someone would feed like that, she  didn't see them as dangerous as the men she just had encountered. Cecilia knew vampires had better senses than humans, which lead her to believe that they either had been scared off or he had taken care of it. Right now that didn't matter to her, her mind still fought for staying calm.  He commented on her being hurt and her thought returned to the wound. She could see his face now, see what was behind the vampire features. Cecilia wished she never would have to end up like that, feeding on people to stay alive or sane. His question about if he could heal her made her frown a bit. It took her a few minutes to understand or simply remember that vampire blood could be used as healing. "I'm not sure its a good idea,"she confessed and held her breath. Just the feeling of drinking his blood made her slightly uncomfortable. It was a small wound and she had a first kit aid in her car. His blood was a supernatural way to fixing something. An easy way and she wasn't sure she was ready to use that. "I'm okay, a little jumpy perhaps but I'll live," she assured as he stepped closer and felt almost breathless by him being so close. First when he took a few steps back she breathed out.

His gaze was lingering on her, as she declined his offer of healing her "Well you cannot have that wound opened like that, so do you have a....what is you call it? Medical kit? First aid kit?" he wasn't sure what it was called, but if she wouldn't allow him to heal her wound, she could at least allow him to help clean it and bandage it up, so it wouldn't get infected "You cannot reach the spot yourself, so if I may not heal you with my blood, I can at least make sure you will not get it infected," the look in his eyes told her, that in this case he would not take no for an answer, one thing was that it could get infected, but it would also lure in more vampires and many who may not be as kind as he himself appeared to be.
"That is usually what happens when one gets attacked by someone else, it is your adrenalin trying to keep you going," he explained, he knew she was a doctor or at least worked in the field of medicin, but he had lived for over 700 years, and had studied the human body for a few of those years, making him rather good when it came to this field. In other words, he had not been using 700 years reading poetry, and charming young women into falling in love with him.

"Yeah. I have one in my car," she pointed back to the parking lot without taking her eyes of Sebastien. He wanted to help her and Cecilia didn't really want to be the one insisting on being stubborn right now. She knew her way around an open wound, and the hospital weren't really that far away from them. However, she would let him help her - after all she did own all the tools that were required. Cecilia knew how adrenalin worked and nodded by his words. "My car is back there, are they gone?" She asked Sebastien, wanting to get confirmed that the vampires who had wanted to drain her earlier on were gone now. She needed to be sure, otherwise it would be foolish to step into a trap. If he said the space was clear she would start walking towards her car. She got the keys from her bag and unlocked it, the front lights lighting up in response to it. She was still pretty much in shock, even through she seemed pretty chill her heart beat was far from steady. She opened the back of the car and took the kit out, "everything needed should be there, I'm always prepared for a crash," she informed with a light chuckle. After her first carcrash that let to that giant scar on her left knee, she was always prepared for something bad to happen.

He nodded, as she told him she had one in the car, without actually telling him which of the two words he'd said was the right one, if one of them even was or if both of them was right, as sometimes certain things could have many worlds for describing them, without any of them being wrong in the slightest bit. Her question on whether they were gone, made him shortly close his eyes, just to make a scan of the area, from what he could hear, sense and smell, and from what he could pick up there were none left "It is safe," he said, as he opened his eyes and let his gaze meet with her own. He would just her go back to that place, without knowing it would be safe for her, which kind of person would he be, if he just let this kind person walk towards something, that could potentially have been her death.
He walked with her towards her car, and stood a tiny bit back, as she then opened her car and found the kit, and he gently took it as when she got it out of the car itself "That is very proficient," he said complimenting the fact she was thinking ahead, for a potential accident, that could accrue in the future. He gently laid the kit against the hood of the car, before then lifting her up on the hood, by gently grabbing her hips and lifting her up, given he was a vampire it was like lifting up air. But he was also a great deal taller than her, so it would be much much easier, just to look at her this way. With his cold fingers, he gently removed the hair from her neck, and guided her face towards somewhere else, revealing more of her neck.
For just a moment, all he saw was the blood, all he heard was the blood rushing through her veins and the heartbeat in the distance, and all he could smell was her sweet blood, with the hint of vervain still lingering. He could even feel how his gums were almost itching, wanting just to bite into that soft flesh, holding her struggling body, as he emptied her of all the blood her tiny body could hold. Had he been much much younger, and lacking self-control, he would not have been able to not cave into the fantasy of every existing vampire, of not just bitting into her beautiful neck. But as he was indeed a 700-year-old vampire, with practice in self-control, he held it together and then just opened the kitt. He found something to clean it with, though not before checking to see how bad it was. He may not be a doctor, but he had trained himself to help others in any way he could, and it was often after gruesome vampire attacks "I can still smell to shock on you," he commented, before then asking; "Do you need something to hold?" he held his hand towards her, almost as if she wanted to focus all her senses on holding his cold hand, he would allow her to do so, while then working on her neck with his other hand. Though working on her neck and her sitting on the hood of his car, also meant they were quite close to each other now.

He took her by a surprise as he gently lifted up on the hood of the car. If her heart could skip more beats per minute it would have. Cecilia felt his cold fingers removing her hair from the neck, and the touch felt like cold shivers down her spine. She held her breath for a few seconds as she followed his lead in moving her head a little to the side. Cecilia knew she shouldn't put her life in a vampires hand, but right now she did. Also Sebastien had her fingers on her neck, so there wasn't really no choice. A milion thoughts rushed through her head, thinking about what had happened this night. How close and how fragile human life was. "I'm alright," she replied to his question. It would most likely sting, but she could handle it. Her doe eyes looked down on his inviting hand and she took a deep breath in. If she was going to trust him, she might as well go all the way in. So she grabbed his hand while he was working on her neck. Cecilia pulled all her thought to the cold hand, how it felt like fire met ice in a perfect balance. It was weird. No one should be so cold, but then again - he was dead when you thought about it. "So, where you out for a stroll - I can't imagine what would have happened if you hadn't showed up.. or I can.. but I don't want to."

He remembered how it was to be human, it almost kind of haunted him in some ways, how easy it was to get hurt and he would have been more dead by now if she hadn't done what had been done. Even if it meant his life had been so much longer, and that he had the chance to experience so much beauty, a part of him never really forgave Jaice for having forced this kind of life on him. As he'd laid dying on the streets, a part of him had been ready to actually completely die, for at least then he would be reunited with his mother, who had died of an unknown illness a few years prior. But it was also this connection to his humanity and his previous life as a living person, that made him want to be good even more, wanting him to do good rather than just give in to all the cravings and the constant pain of the hunger. In other words, it made him not wanting to hurt Miss Cecilia, even if it was so easy just to give in.
As she took his hand, he could sense the warmth oozing from her skin, and while the difference in temperature was no longer like it had been when he'd been human, he could still sense just how different the two of them where. How he must feel so cold, and if they were to be intimate, how she may freezy by the feeling of his skin against her own and in constant contact. This was probably one of the reasons he wasn't with living people that often because he didn't want to scare them or make them feel uncomfortable, due to how his body now worked.
While working with only one hand, he got the wound covered up, and it should slowly begin to heal over the new few months, of course, it would have been much faster had he just healed her with his blood, but he respected her wants, as then not to do it. His gaze once again met with her deep brown eyes "I was on my way home from a poetry bar when I caught your scent and a sense of fear in your blood," he explained, and gently he let his fingers grace against her cheek, as he moved some of her hair behind her ear, as to be able to look at her face more easily "You do not have to fear that, though your mind will probably show you a lot of worse case scenarios," he shrugged and smiled softly at her as if the ease her more.

Her gaze met with his and she realized how close they were standing. Cecilia listened to his response to her question. It had been so lucky they had been out here on the same night, even if she wasn't supposed to think about what could have happened - she couldn't help it. "Sounds like a good evening, the first part at least," she smiled at him. His fingers placed on her cheek, sending another shot of shivers down her spine as he moved some of her hair behind her ear. "But I do, I can't deny that I have to be careful," she responded. She had to know, that she had to be afraid. If she wasn't afraid how could she brave through anything like this again, without going ignorant into it. Cecilia knew better than to travel through a storm, and this storm seemed to be far from over. Cecilia however, had hoped she could get over this even without not having to wear crosses or other holy symbols - but it seemed like she had to do it more than first thought.
"But thank you, for helping me." Her dark eyes met with his beautifully clear blue eyes. She was grateful for him helping her, and her heart seemed to have found its calm now.