“Wh-what are you doing?!”
This was enough to fluster even a vampire.
“Idiot! I can’t see; So I feel your face to get an idea of what you look like,” Sora laughed.
“Oh,” he said, bewildered. For a moment, he was glad that Sora was blind; She didn’t see him blush.

For a moment, Sora ran her hands over his face and his shoulders.

“Well, I should say that by my standards, you’re pretty cute,” Sora smiled. She stood next to him and reached out to his forehead. “You’re taller than me, too.”

“You’re not afraid of me?” he said.
“No. Why would I be?” Sora smiled.
“I just broke into your room with intent of killing you.”
“It’s your way of life- I have no right to criticize you. If you gotta do it to stay alive, by all means,” Sora plopped down on her bed.

“There are humans that think this way?”
“Of course! We’re not all brutes,” Sora giggled.
“You really are strange,” he said.

“What’s your name?” Sora asked.
“Aysen,” he said in spite of himself. “And yours?”
“Sora,” she smiled. “Nice to meet you, Aysen.”