Kyra smiles at James and started on her veggie salad. She had baked potatoes with a salad and a sausage. She didn't say much but sure didn't mind that James was holding her. She took a sip of the coke and looked at James again. He never really had shown interest in her,  at least not that she could remember but then again he wad different from any other man in this world.

She thought back about the moment he told her what he was. She had thought that he had been high or something until that next night that he had knocked on her door with a few deep cuts that could never been from a knife. She had helped him or and never doubted him again.