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Allen sat quietly while she was silent, and sipped his wine. He listened when she answered. How could a man treat their own flesh like this? Clearly she was unhappy, and by the sound of it, the man didn't seem to care much. As level-headed as this vampire was, staying calm was becoming slightly challenging. Hearing her speak, he slowly got up from the table and followed her voice over to the sink and placed a hand on the counter. The kind of girl he was drawn to, wasn't the girl standing there.. She sounded like she was slowly breaking, with no one to pick up the pieces.

"Saying something like that to your child, no matter the age, it's inexcusable. You don't deserve to be treated like this.. Even if your father claims to do it for a reason like that, it sounds more like an excuse not to be around. If he really meant those words, he'd know that..." Allen forced his sentence short and bit his lip. Damn, what was he trying to do, make things worse by putting his own two senses in? He lowered his head some. "I'm sorry.. I shouldn't be saying anythig, I don't know your father.." He said quietly.

Allen smiled some, hearing her words. He was a bit reluctant about letting go of her hand, but she seemed to get the point, and slowly drew his hand back. He could understand not being used to talking to people, mostly.. Allen sat quietly while she spoke about what was on her mind, wondering the same thing; what was her father up to? There were tons of things one could be doing throughout the day very few pleasant things.. Though, it was none of his business.

After a moment to think, Allen decided not to bite his tongue on this matter and folded his hands together. "Kaneko, I know it's not my place to say this.. Your father sounds like a very busy man, but no matter- it doesn't excuse him for neglecting you.." He said calmly, hoping she wouldn't close up. He was worried about her. "Have you tried talking to him directly?" He asked curiously.

Allen frowned a little at hearing her answer. He had finished eating, so he set the spoon in the bowl and picked up the glass to sip the wine, then set the glass back down on the table. He sat quietly while she spoke, carefully listening to the sound of her voice. She too needed someone to talk to.. He could hear it.

Allen slowly leaned forward, and reached across the table until he felt his hand on hers, and lightly squeezed it. "Kaneko.. Just as you have given me a shoulder to lean on, I will give you an ear to talk to.." Allen said quietly, hoping that she understood that he would be there for her, if she needed it. That's what friends did, right? She sounded troubled, and he wanted to repay her kindness in any way he could.

Allen hoped he wasn't upsetting her, by telling her these things.. Truth was, he was worried about being hunted, constantly. Even if he didn't act like it. It was more-so a front he had put up, and he was glad he did. Kaneko... Would provably be more worried than she already was, if he revealed his feelings. It wasn't fear, it was just something he kept hidden away in the back of his mind. If he ever, caught the scent of the man or creature that caused his blindness, he'd know it for sure. He was pretty sure anyway.

Allen nearly dropped his spoon when he felt the table move, followed by Kaneko's voice. Did she bump the table, trying to catch the phone? He waited for her to return before speaking. "It's quite alright, are you okay?" He voiced, clearly concerned that she had hurt herself.

Allen almost regretted telling her. He noticed the change in the atmosphere between them. He hadn't thought about how she react, but at least she didn't bumbard him with questions. Only one. He nodded some to verify her conclusion. "Most likely, and it's possible that they're still out there.. Though, I don't dwell on it. What good would it do me to constantly be in fear for my life?" Allen spoke, keeping his voice rather calm and casually.

By most likely, he meant it could've been an animal, a hunting trip gone horribly wrong. He didn't remember, so how could he say for sure? He picked up his spoon and began to eat again.

Allen set the spoon down on the napkin, once she spoke again. He had eaten two I thirds of the stew and needed to let it set for a short bit. Her question had nothing to do with this action. "It's quite alright, and I don't mind talking to you about it. I haven't been able to in some time.." He spoke calmly. Allen lowered his head slightly, thinking about what he'd tell her. She had no idea he was a vampire, and he would've preferred to keep it that way! "All I remember is waking up and I couldn't see anything, and the pain. I remember the pain more than anything.. It was like, someone was trying to kill me and only managed to take my sight, rather than my life." He said, lowering his voice some as he spoke.

He raised his head when she asked about needing the remedy, and simply offered her a knowing smile. "Worry not, I don't need it every day." Allen answered, even if it was a white lie. She wouldn't see through it, would she?

Allen smirked lightly when he heard her question. She was asking about his remedy? He sipped his wine and nodded lightly. "I've been making remedies since I can remember." Which wasn't much..since he didn't remember hardly anything since his vision went dark. "I wasn't born blind.. Something I don't remember happened sometime ago, and left me blind. That remedy helps with pain." He explained as subtly as he could.

Allen sipped the wine and set the glass down before starting to eat again.

Anne's eyes widen slightly. She couldn't do much except stare briefly, that question had caught her off guard. She lowered her gaze to the flood, and shook her head lightly. "I.." Anne spoke softly, allowing her true self to take form. There weren't any cameras down here anyway.. She was silent as she remembered asking herself that the day she found herself on Earth. "I have no memory..before coming to Earth.." She answered softly after a moment of silence. "I'm sorry.. I can't answer.."

Allen lifted his head some when she spoke. "Thank you." He said, before taking a small sip from the glass, then set the glass down and went to start eating again. Allen paused when she mentioned having some questions, and he noded lightly. "Of course, miss Kaneko." He replied casually. Why wouldn't she be able to ask him a question? Then again, asking first was an appropriate thing to do..

Allen sat back in the chair some, patiently waiting for her question.

Anne lightly gripped her hand briefly, then released her hand and blinked a few times. "Questions?" She repeated quietly. Anne smiled, and nodded lightly. "I don't mind, there's nothing to process right now.. What's on your mind?" She voiced, clearly happy to answer her questions. If she had an answer, of course.

Allen thought over the list of drinks she had available. Some wine sounded good right about now, after the day he had.. "Could I trouble you for a glass of red wine?" He asked politely. He then listened to her speak about learning to cook at a young age, but didn't say anything more.

He thought better of asking the reason, and quietly ate the stew in front of him. She had mentioned her father.. Yet, he wasn't here and it was late. Naturally, he thought maybe she started cooking young because her father wasn't around much, but didn't ask. It really wasn't any of his business to be poking around.

Anne offered her a small smile. "Maybe.." She murmured softly. She slowly pilled her hand back from the ear, and flushed some. They had skipped the introduction? Anne smiled sheepishly and fiddled with the ends of her hair. "I'm Anne, the pleasure is mine." She said casually.

Anne shook her head lightly at the question, but not because she didn't want to answer. She just didn't know how to answer. "Look at me.. My wings are tattered, I can't even fly properly.." She said softly, her wing ruffling some as Emma touched it. Not used to the feeling. Anne glanced at the ears on her partners head and reached to gently stroke one of her fuzzy ears. She beamed with excitement. "They're soft!" She chirped.

Anne smiled at her reaction. Her smile faded slowly and her eyes drifted down to the floor. She could really see her.. Anne wasn't quite as happy as her partner was though. She nodded lightly and gently ran her fingers over her wings. "A broken angel, but yes.. Indeed I am." She answered softly. Anne raised her gaze to look at her partner with a small smile. "Would you.. Like to touch them?" She asked quietly, referring to her wings of course.