"Beautiful country." He said softly looking out the window from were he stood. He could not help but feel apprehensive about everything. How could they all stay so calm we there lives could be on danger? Otto did not understand how they could live with that though hanging over there heads all time. He almost regretted coming back so early, but Otto did a good job of hiding his emotions. 

Otto took the bag of warm blood from Mira's hand and savored the smell. It reminded of home, how happy he was to finally be back. Otto did not hesitate to rip open the top part of the bag and chug, he enjoyed the metallic taste of blood. A bit of blood ran down his chin when he pulled the bag away from his mouth. 

"You and me both."He said grimly. "So what do you plan on doing now?" he said as he placed the now empty bad on the counter.