“Carriages are cursed uncomfortable Miss Mina” said Vol in a teasing voice “You have to bend yourself into all sorts of strange positions. Now Miss Violet, she could keep you company in true style.” He grinned for a moment imagining that scenario. That would be a lovely scene to watch indeed. 

He wasn’t too disturbed when Mortimer popped out of the shadows; its not like the man wasn’t everywhere. He was still annoyed though, particularly at being lectured. Hadn’t he done this countless times already. 

“Never fear, already packed” said Vol easily, his grin still in place. “You think I want to stay in the gods cursed place any longer? I had once thought a god’s cursed place would be a bit more welcoming.”

He shook his head as Mortimer vanished as rudely as he had arrived. He hadn’t been oblivious to Shadow’s dislike. 

“Scolded like school children. How quaint. One of them has a bit of tendre for you Miss Mina. I wonder just what you have been up to?” He smiled slyly. “It matters not to me naturally” He skimmed his own hands up her body, stopping just shy of her breasts before releasing her and grinning. He tipped his hat at her and winked before reaching a hand up, grabbing the edge of his own carriage, swinging himself inside with a graceful jump. 

He leaned out of his carriage for a brief moment longer. “For now I shall amuse myself with what could have been. Another time Lovely Mina” he said smiling his charm filled smile. 

“Always another time” he said as he settled down to rest. “As it always must be.”

He slept, and when he slept he dreamed. And while the lovely Mina graced his thoughts once or twice, the depths of his dreams were much darker and much more heady and addictive.