Till jolted back in shock at the unexpected proximity, "Oh! Err...it's ok, really. I was just...thinking about Kit. Sorry..." He trailed off.
Why did he seem so genuinely concerned about his well being? After the events of last night, Till was struggling to connect his domineering actions with the relaxed, light and easy going demeanour he was displaying now.
"Hmm, do you need help with that? That vampire he's seeing could mysteriously disappear for example?" Noe asked, leaning his head against his hand, casually.
"What? No! Christ, Noe. Do you really not care? I mean how many people have you killed?" Till exclaimed, shocked at his suggestion to use him as some kind of vampire assassin.
Till resisted the urge to laugh, 'Teeth for hire. Ha, ha!'
"I can tell you that if you want. I keep track. Is that your second question, do you want the number?" He replied, his tonality dry and nonchalant.
