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She liked the feeling of his warm hand in her's. Leaning over to give him a kiss on the corner of his mouth. Laughing at his comment, she kissed him again before peering around the corner at the other man. "Power over me...because I'm a dead thing?" She mocked injury, as if being called dead hurt her feelings. She just liked to see the worried look on his face. "No," she said finally. "He can't do anything to me. Though he can sense that I'm here. They're notoriously passive sorts, no affiliation, frequently keep to themselves. I suppose I would too if I ran the risk of smelling like corpse."

Morris pretended to continue looking at his book, but he was payong close attention to the woman and her little companion. He was not a fan of vampires. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and moved closer to them. He wasn't afraid, but not because he was particularly confident in his abilities. He would have run if he hadn't thought that that would just excite the woman. "Deciding my fate amongst yourselves?" he said wryly.