04-30-2014, 11:34 PM
That question, Virsat shook his head and then shrugged. His eyes turned away from her so she couldn't read them, not because Virsat knew they showed the truth more easily than he spoke, but because he didn't want to look at her. He was feeling guilty as well, for several reasons. He was betraying his master by telling her to leave, and he was betraying her by not telling the truth. She was so nice to him and he was being so mean. If he had been looking at her she would've seen the fear in his eyes.
"N-no..I..I mean...d-drunken guests m-might bother y-you...But d-drunks are..are..un-unpredictible." Another excuse, another thing to lay blame on instead of his master. Though at the moment, a drunken person bothering her seemed highly unlikely. The few guests were so self absorbed they didn't really seem to notice or care about anything else happening around them. He shifted a bit in his seat. He had the feeling that he needed to turn this conversation to something else, some how. But what? And how? The vampire wasn't very good at small talk.
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