The pale creature stumbles out of an abandoned building, holding her head, muttering to herself. It was almost as if she were talking to another person, that of course was not there. Her gray eyes were closed tightly, like she was fighting a migraine or a nightmare. Long black hair was in front of her face, untidy, like she just woke up. Her steps were shaky, like she was drunk, and she soon fell, gathering a crowd around her.

Jonah hustled down the steps, his pace a quickened walk as he came to the main floor and gazed out the doors she had left ope behind her. The night sky outside was black, though not daplled with the stars or lit by the moon, small flurries began to flutter down siziling into small blotches of water once touching the ground. He in the door jam, not daring to reveal himself to the punclic when he was battered so, damn boy. He tilted his head back with a sigh and closed his eyes as he called out to her, "Kamaria, come here.." His tone held a shred of his frusteration that managed to remain from the idiocy of the boy he had to put up with, though a hint of caring and hope to clarify could be heard.

The flurries hit her face gently, like kisses from a butterfly. She hears his call, but it's muffled, like someone is holding their hands over her ears, trying to block everyone out. Kamaria slowly gets to her feet, and pushes past the small horde of people, making her way back to the door. Once there, she falls, muttering "What did he do to me..?"

He looked down at her then out at the staring crowd, he grimmaced and lifted her to her feet by her elbow, leading her into a secluded room with the windows either too dusty to see through or boarded. "Kam, don't be so gullable..the boy was a mortal and one of the most foolish I have seen in my time. He meant only to hurt us by making you belieave a lie that would put doubt and mistrust between us."

She didn't answer at first, but just hugged him, closing her eyes. "He had to have done something..I..saw his past. It messed with my head." She paused. "But why does he care about you and me?"

"It's nothing to worry yourself over anymore.." He gently kissed her pale forehead and then rested his chin on her head, running his fingers through her silky hair. Indeed the troublesome pest wasn't something to waste worry over now, lest one worried about the stench of his new carcass.

She sighed. "I suppose your right. But..what happened to him? Is he still..alive?" She asked quietly, laying in his arms contently.

He grinned silently and closed his eyes, supressing a small chuckle. "He is of no worry now.." Yes, he was dead, a snapped neck wasn't a charming look for anybody but that lad pulled it of particularly well.

She smiled softly at his reply, and moved her head to kiss him on the cheek. "I love how you work." Grinned.

He smirked and looked down at her. "I love how I work too.." He chuckled and rubbed her cheek with his thumb before kissing her cold yet plush lips softly.

She giggled softly, and kissed him back, smiling. "How about we get something to drink?" Smirked.