James, content after being fed walked alongside Dorian his eyes flicking around and inspecting his surroundings and the few towns folk that were about. They approached the tavern together and as the door opened the musky hot air from the tavern wafted out invading his nostrils and causing him to scrunch his nose in disgust. He pressed his side against Dorian as they walked through the tavern towards the men who were calling to the older vampire. The young blonde kept close to Dorian as he spoke to the men, they paid him no mind.

One of the men turned towards the bar. "John! Get our friend an ale!" He turned back towards Dorian. "So any luck tracking down our monster?" He inquired. "This town is getting quieter by the day, some people are moving on to other places. We have lost close to twenty people in a matter of weeks.”

James shifted uncertainly beside Dorian, these men had been hunting him and Dorian was so casual with them.It put the young man on edge. Especially when they began to inqure about "the monster". The blonde turned towards Dorian trying to catch his eye.