Beatrice returned the man's smile after Lestat had left. "I'd like that tour." The man rose from the table and led Beatrice outside. "Transylvania isn't very big. We've all got our ways of... supporting ourselves," He moved his hand to Beatrice's waist. Beatrice heard the words but they held no meaning for her, her mind was too occupied by the feeling of blood passing in the man's hand.
The man smiled at Beatrice, taking her hand in his. "Have you been in town long?" Beatrice stared at her hand. "No," She answered quietly, her mind too busy to elaborate her answer. "Then perhaps I could give you a small tour," The man offered. "Your coat must not keep you warm enough; you're cold." "I chill easily," Beatrice found herself placing her other hand on top of the man's. "I could warm you up," The man squeezed Beatrice's hands lightly.
Beatrice nodded meekly at Lestat, the twisting pain in her stomach coming to the front of her mind now. She was afraid to move, but at the same time she wanted nothing more than to get her teeth under the man's skin.
Sorin plodded close to Beatrice. "He'll be okay, I'm sure." Beatrice told Hannah.
Beatrice took Lexi's reigns. "Hannah... I think Van Helsing is right. We should go now." Sorin stayed close to Beatrice ready to follow without being led.
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"Can't they have some alone time?" Beatrice asked. The thought that the two supposed enemies were getting along made her happy.
"Sorry." Beatrice apologized. "I thought it'd be best to leave you guys alone for a while. I had a feeling things were getting tense." She picked up her sword from the hay and attached it back to her belt.
Sorin stood up, dropping Beatrice, and shaking himself. He took hold of the back of her shirt with his teeth and pulled her up. Beatrice yawned and gently pulled away from Sorin's hold. "Okay, I'm awake."
Sorin burred again.
Beatrice lay against Sorin in a stall, still sleeping. Sorin perked his ears up at the entrance of the three companions. He burred quietly.
Beatrice brought over the horses. "They're both ready."
"We should go now." Beatrice said, standing and readying the horses.
Beatrice had woken and was kneeling by Van Helsing next to Edward, with cloth to bind the wound. She had moved quietly and quickly.
Beatrice bit her tongue, holding back laughter. These two get along like this!?
Beatrice stiffled a laugh.
Beatrice lowered her voice. "I'm a bit scared, honestly. This Dracula guy is supposed to be the vampire of vampires. No one's been able to kill him for nearly 400 years."
"Just trying to help, I guess." Beatrice said.
"You too." Beatrice managed a smile. "So... Why are you traveling with Van Helsing?"
Beatrice tentativly took Jinx's hand. "I'm Beatrice."
