Auvrea nodded, looking at the notebook, she passed it back to him. "Here, Why did the..." She almost choked at the word. "Vampire want it?" She looked at him tilting her head. She wasn't oblivious to the fact he liked her. But she thought it was for the wrong reasons.
She looked towards the back of the bus, towards Alex. "Is that him?" She motioned towards the vampire who reeked of blood, death and oddly time. Sort of like a musky old smell. That is why she hated vampires. They weren't meant to be here. Not in her eyes.