Adam let his eyes wander away from the ceiling once he thought that Katherine had herself ready to leave. He then slowly and gently took his jacket off the love chair and put it on, then slipped the picture into his pocket. He looked around for something else to grab, worried he might not be able to take anything else. He sighed somewhat and followed after his roommate, not wanting to hold them there any longer. He peeked his head around the counter to see the building attendant making the rounds. He looked down at himself in his sleep food and shrugged inwardly. He would rather be chilly and look silly instead of you know, die. He tapped Katherine on the shoulder. "Let's get going, it might get busy." He took half a step ahead of her but waited facing her to leave. 

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[i]Sweetheart[/i] She thought bitterly. "I'm not a god damned fairy tale Markus." She spat with some sense of panic. Her hand clutched around her chest, looking for a sense of life. She felt panic continue to rise in it's place. "I can't feel my heart..." She said under her breath, much more to herself then to him. After he finished speaking she threw up her eyes at him. "I don't need your permission to not speak with you again you know." She felt her neck this time instead, looking for the jugular. Still she found no sense of life. "I'm not..." She breathed out again, her eyes dangerously still. She wasn't looking for answers in her head, she was hiding from them. Her stomach was screaming at her, she felt a humming all around her, as if the air was vibrating. Whenever she played back the current conversation in her head, she couldn't help but hear the word blood louder and louder. She didn't notice she was doing it, but her slack mouthed shock had turned into bared teeth.