[Because this place hates her, obviously. He, on the other hand, is happy enough to be alive and not stuck in a purgatory of sorts within that particular vampire. Though he merely yawns as she moves to her pocket, knowing full well something is getting thrown or shot at him.
In which case he's correct, moving out of the way deftly enough to not get hit in the head with it. Glancing behind him he watches the phone shatter, a small smirk tugging at his lips.]
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In which case he's correct, moving out of the way deftly enough to not get hit in the head with it. Glancing behind him he watches the phone shatter, a small smirk tugging at his lips.]
My, how rude, I was only being nice, Fraulein.