Mira blinked at the sudden presence beside her. She was surprised but she greeted Praetor with a smile despite the troubling news. "Has he read Shakespeare? _Romeo and Juliet_ did not end well," she pointed out, the warm grin growing cool. With the confrontation with the Blackmoore's still fresh in her mind, Lucian's choice in woman was particularly frustrating in the moment. She sighed and glanced to him as he stepped in line beside her. She brushed her hair from her face and responded, "Hopefully quiet." As far as she knew, the home was empty, though the night had proved exciting thus far and she wouldn't have been surprised to find a circus under her roof. 

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Curiosity killed the cat, though Klaus was hesitant to attack not out of curiosity; he was hesitant to attack another vampire for a number of reasons. At the top of his list was the fact many of them had powers he, even as an ancient, lacked. Power, speed, and experience could easily be outclassed by the right _gift_. Though, under the Kingston roof, it came down to the fact that was not a Kingston. The person before him was no business of his until proven a definite threat. Granted, past that, his Mira was a Kingston--arguably _the _Kingston--and so he felt a certain protectiveness to the family head.

He almost regretted his hesitation, however, when the other turned that golden gaze onto Klaus. Something about it was unsettling--and hauntingly beautiful--and it was now the curiosity in him sparked,. Still, the off putting grin rested on Klaus' lips and his predatory gaze only hardened.

Luckily for perhaps both vampires, however, the younger one didn't make a move to attack. Klaus allowed himself to relax--though barely, as he had a general rule not to trust other supernaturals. At the mention of Mira, however, the tension was back and suspicion flickered across his gaze. "She isn't my Lady anything," Klaus stated matter-of-factly, the grin fading into a more formal frown. "I'm a guest here." An uninvited guest, but so was the vampire before him.