The fairy reached for her hand and gave it a little shake, his grip was soft, gentle like he was somehow afraid to crush her hand. How simple a thing it would be to crush his with that vampire strength. Although that was not Morgan's intention, at the start. No. She was, at first, curious of the rare creature. Fairies did not seem to last long in the city, at least those that did not have protection or were strong enough. It was interesting. He looked every bit like the bad boy and yet she had yet to see any bit of bad within what she would call an English gentleman! How charming! She could just eat him up. Although she was more than a little curious if he might try something. It was difficult to say if this male fairy was simply low hanging fruit or truly was trouble as he claimed.

Although, she guessed he was correct. In this case, context was everything. The male seemed ever aware of her disinterest in his current cigarette, tossing the newly lit cigarette to the side in exchange for one that was far more premium, at least in its packaging. Morgan was not so convinced. Those electric blue eyes that had changed to a picture-perfect replica of his own flicked to eye the exchange idly. The smoke was not as bad she supposed. The sweeter aroma was less grating to her sensitive nostrils. What she did not expect was for the fairy to apologize.

"I can find it in my little black heart to forgive you Braxy-kins. This time." She grinned, wide that didn't meet her eyes when the prompt of his master seemed to easily be brought into question. The bone white haired vampire contently led the way toward their obscure destination, taking the long creeping sidewalks as if she knew them by heart, stole a glance at the phone she has concealed within her pocket. The vampire's gait almost turned into a merry little skip if she didn't seem so intrigued by this mention of his master. Now this was getting reaaally juicy!

He skirted around the detail like a sly little thing that men were. She could care less if his master was boujee or actual royalty. But she listened intently, like a good little listener! Although she did not miss that slight huff of annoyance, she could only wonder of all of the things it meant. Trouble in paradise perhaps?

"How interesting, so you are her pet then! A kept man. I bet you two do all kinds of things. I want to know how she adopted you." She emphasized her favourite words with a little more of a hint of suggestion to their relationship. Oh, here she was prying again. But she just couldn't help herself.

"Does she make you perform all kinds of tricks too?" She seemed to latch on to the very prospect.

Fortunately, he had no trouble with keeping up with her purposefully slowed pace. He spoke about his life as a soldier although that was interesting enough. She would quiz him on it later. The dark haired fae returned to his cigarette once more before he shared the most delightful tidbit. Maybe the best of all of them. He claimed he did all kinds of questionable things.
"What kinds of general villainy?" She paused for a moment, grabbing his free arm suddenly only to continue walking again as if they had known each other for a decade. "Oh, do not hold out for me now. Tell me, tell me." She added like they were close, batting her eyes (well his borrowed ones) at him as if to say pretty please. Who was she going to tell? It was quite clear he was already someone else's.

That was when he seemed to question where they were going. She didn't care much for this question... not when hers were so much more interesting, in Morgan's humble perspective. She did exactly what he had asked for ... to show him a little taste of her kind of trouble. She could use the extra set of hands anyways. Didn't he trust her? She could have made a little snack of him already but she hadn't, clearly this was proof enough to trust her. Like her father, she did have some control. Most of the time. Part of the time.

"I will tell you all you need to know when we are there. You aren't worried, are you Braxy?" She thought he was supposed to be fun.

"This waay." Her voice a melodical song, entirely too content with herself. She seemed to shake her hips with more flourish the closer they got, releasing his arm finally. "We are so close... if I remember the address right. I haven't actually been here before.." She scrunched her face then into a concerned look that did not last long whatsoever.

"In case you neeed to know... we are paying someone a little visit." Oh how she could not help the word someone being uttered a little frostier than the rest, ice clinging to that singular word before melting away like it was never there.