"It is rather peculiar, don't you agree," Eleana response with a thoughtful tilt of her head. "No one here is a newborn, or close to it. We have spent so long living in secret, we know how to cover our tracks, and dispose of our messes." In the corner of her eye, Blake was approaching. Eleana leans in a little closer so the imp cannot hear, "What if the body wasn't a accident? What if someone wanted the body to be found?" It was a dangerous thought, especially among creatures prone to violence when threaten, but the idea has be in the back of Eleana's mind since the news was broken. She doesn't hear his response as Blake has join the conversation.
"Blake, always a pleasure," 

Eleana felt a little odd watching the imp drop his glamour. it feels almost taboo now. Like how a human feels exposed without their clothes, a supernatural could feel exposed in public without glamour. Blake didn't seem to notice, he was more focus on the pain. Eleana watched him transform again quietly. It even seem to kill his sense of humor. This is what glamour does to Eleana and her kind. She did not blame the witches however, they provided a disguise, a way to continue to live. But it still felt so unnatural. 

"He is harmless when he is in a good mood." Eleana retorts as Blake hurried off, "just keep him in a good mood." 
[i] "So, you're well then? Care for me to check just in case you're wrong?"[/i] Eleana holds back a groan. Instead she puts on another good humor smile and chuckles, "Oh Hammond, you work so hard. But you don't have to worry about me. Besides, Vladamir needs you more today. You need help him push our skeletons in the closet so to speak." Her feet were already moving away from the circle of caravans and Hammond. "Rest easy lovely, I will put on my best human act today, I'll even go play pretend while I smoke." Her hand lifts from the robe pocket with a half empty pack of cigarettes. As Eleana made distance from Hammond, her attention goes to the spot set up for a mess hall. She places a cigarette between her lips and touches the end with her thumb until the tip lights up. Maybe she should grab a bite.