"Do you have to go?" Sana's voice is small, tinges of glum coloring its corners. "Maybe I can just - lock you up somewhere?"

You smile. Naivety in the honeymoon phase of a relationship is always bittersweet. Especially since the first encounter with this Sana had been a rushed exit out of the town's community center, you on the losing end of a weight unbalance - full of apologetic bows and a shy offer for coffee. "They'll find me. It's only safe with the other vampires. For me and for you."