Sebastian EllingtonI need to feel you again, feel my lips on your skin
for one night I could be him, no, I could be better
In truth, Sebastian had hardly anticipated for what had been an idle idea to be carried out so efficiently and quickly. Still, he supposed he could not fault Ceara for her proactive attitude. After all, he had little notion of where his maker disappeared to during the daylight hours, much less the next time he might have found her again to arrange such a peculiar trip. Still, if this gave him the answers the two vampires were searching for, it would surely be worth it, despite the man's sudden disappearance. He could hardly deny his thoughts had briefly fluttered to the fairy King he had of late taken such an interest within and yet, this was perhaps more important to his own life. After all, Sebastian would be returning back here. He took the offered card without a complaint, sliding it into the wallet within his pocket before his blue-hued gaze glanced upwards at the young woman at his side. His head bobbed ever so slightly in response, "I will let you know who or what I find there, I promise." There was a solumness to his accented lyrics, one he would surely see through and slowly, his attention turned fully to the young child in front of them, offering her his hand.

Sebastian was hardly surprised by the fashion at which the young girl glanced back at her previous interest. Ceara had certainly been within her life far longer than he had ever hoped to be. He supposed it was only natural that she might still seek the woman's presence in the face of the unknown the vampire presented her with. The vampire turned, leading her down the stairs towards the direction that they had come from. His crystalline gaze remained steady upon the child that tugged upon his sleeve, hardly bothered by the plethora of inquiries he was presented with. His head tilted to the side in a mock effort to consider the questions he was assaulted with. "Yes, it is large. No, it is not sparkly. And yes, you can play with it." The Englishman responded, after a moment, fully willing to play this game of questions for as long as necessary to keep the child entertained. After all, he had a very long flight ahead of them, not to mention the car ride to the airplane and the subsequent time they would be in Germany. He was more than willing to engage the girl in whatever was necessary to keep her entertained.

His gaze shifted towards the aforementioned bartender as they returned to the main bar, the man following hand in hand with Anna towards the dark green car. The vampire slid into the back of it, making room for the child. He was admittedly quite thankful for her interest in the windows rather than himself if only because it allowed the man to pull out his phone, his fingers flipping over the screen as he did his best to make their arrangements for not only the plane but also the subsequent hotel. Convincing anyone over text to leave now with them for Geneva was certainly a struggle but the vampire knew well that everyone had a price and with that gold card in hand, there was rather little of a budget to concern himself with. He glanced up from his cell phone at the sound of the young child's voice, his lips pressing together ever so slightly as he searched for some lie to offer her. "We're going to go get your present." He responded after a moment, his gaze turning back down as his eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly. He'd finally found someone to fly them there, the man on his way to the airport in the same rapidness they they themselves were. Their hotel was nearly booked....everything might actually work out. It was astonishing to say the least. Such a stroke of good luck was sure to come to an end eventually.

It was only once the car had come to a slow stop that Sebastian turned his phone off, sliding it into the pocket of his peacoat. His gaze turned towards the child as she so abruptly pulled away from him, sliding across the leather seats to slam into the other side of the car. His eyebrows rose in clear surprise and yet, this sudden shift in the girl hardly perturbed him. It was his own affinity he so called on at moment's such as this, subjecting the young child to that same sense of allure that he so often employed. Whatever feelings she had for him, Sebastian was fully relying on coaxing them further from her. He leaned over towards her, once again presenting the young girl with his open palm. "I know this is scary, Anna-Marie, but you and I get a chance to spend some time together. Don't you want to be with me? Just the two of us?" There was a certain level of charm within the man's English accent, one he so often used when attempting to coax a young virgin into his bed. "I promise everything will be okay, I just want to take you to the best person i can find so you can pick out exactly which present you want. That's not so bad right?" The more he relied on this concept of a present, the more Sebastian knew he would have to deliver on it. Still, the girl loved her dolls, Germany must have something magnificent on that front, shouldn't it?