Of corse Sabine was right, there was no hiding from it or his responsibilities.
Alek suddenly felt so old and tired, but now was not the time for such lethargy. 

He gave her no thanks or farewell, (nor did he question if she was merely here to stall him.) instead he sprinted down the corridors heading in the direction of the pottery classes.

He tried to sense her but could feel the heavy pull of daylight draining his weak supply of vitae, having over done himself feeding upon Cara a short while back he had been very careful to only take the barest essential.
Oh how he regretted that right now...


When arriving at the classroom window, his eyes dart about the room as he frantically searches for Cara.