Evelyn watched silently as the boy woke first. She raised an eyebrow, higher with each utterance that left his lips. He was… spirited. She’d give him that much. With quite a taste for vulgarity. She sighed, brushing off the skirt of her dress as he continued without shutting up for quite a while. When he finally asked Viorica, or apparently ‘Vanity’, a bunch of questions before sat and realized his memories of how he arrived were very vague, Evelyn thought perhaps she could enlighten him. However, the two other fledglings awoke one after the other. The first girl frightened, asking little. Well, at least the girl seemed a lady. The last however was quite brazen and ready for a fight, making Evelyn unsure whether to laugh or be offended. She decided to smirk, fangs showing, while shaking her head.

[b]”Well, they are… interesting aren’t they?”[/b] she asked in a soft voice, yet one that could be heard from down the corridor if one so wished. She slightly ignored the young man, as he seemed to direct his questions towards the red haired vampire. Why, Evelyn wasn’t sure. But she wasn’t one to speak without being spoken to. Her gaze instead drifted to the two ladies.

[b]”A fight among immortals would be rather dull I think,”[/b] she said to the protective one. [b]”Check your pulses; you are already dead. You can call us your murderers if you wish, though it would be a falsehood,”[/b] she spoke. After all, they’d returned to the castle to find these intruders. How they arrived or had been changed, Evelyn knew not.

[b]”My name is Evelyn de Winter. And if you would act properly and stand and introduce yourselves, I think things could go more smoothly,”[/b] she said, glancing towards the erratic boy before just waiting for one of them do as she’d said.