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Karou shook her head slightly, denying his offer for more liquor. She shrugged and laughed quietly, more to herself than him. "I don't know, I suppose so. I guess when an angry gang leader pushed you out a window and presumes you're dead they stop giving you 'errands'."

Karou stared at her half empty glass the entire time. How pessimistic, she thought. Karou felt uncomfortable under Logan's gaze and lowered her voice. "I guess you could say I became an errand girl of some sorts. A hither and tither girl. I would travel to the roughest of places and collect...

"It happened in Prague" she shuddered. "My brother... He was a great guy, I want to make that clear before everything become dark and twisted. He used to be so caring, he was a breath of fresh air. He just got caught up with the wrong people... He fell into debt and wasn't in the position to get...

" You're twice my age, literally." She mumbled. Karou could feel her hands travelling up towards her scar once more but stopped herself midway. She didn't want the conversation to take an even darker tone. " So are any of your supposed other guests elves too, maybe a fairy? I heard vampires were...

Karou reached out for his ear and tugged on it ever so gently, to investigate whether or not this ear was a fake. It wasn't. "Sorry." She mumbled and quickly took her hand away. She stared down at the passport, "Is 79 young for an elf or...?"

Karou laughed nervously, "You have a strange sense of humour. No wonder no one else has arrived, you probably scared them away with your weird jokes. I mean, 79 years old? No way. "

Karou stared at the glass of liquor blankly, "I don't know if I want to know." She admitted. "I think you're older than me at least. Perhaps you're in your late 20's? ... 30's even? But then again... Your daughter has left home." She paused and placed the glass on the coffee table. "How old is...

Karou shivered slightly in the slight change in temperature. "Alcohol changes people." She replied sadly, she repeated her statement again quietly as if to convince herself that the statement was true. She snapped out of her train of thoughts a few moments later, "Well he can't hurt you now...

"Why would..." Karou could feel herself becoming angry, "Why would that asshole hurt you like that? It's not like you were a bad kid or anything?"

Karou raised an eyebrow, "You're quite the show off, aren't you?" Karou's eyes narrowed at the revelation of Logan's scars and burn marks. She felt the urge to reach out to it but resisted, instead she said quietly "Did your father do that too?"

For what definitely wasn't the first time today, Karou was taken aback by Logan's deductions. "You know, I'm definitely not inviting you to my place for lunch if you turn out to be telepathic. " Karou sat up in her seat and moved a strand of her azure hair behind her ears. "This guy once told me...

"I don't want to upset you." Karou's fingers went back to her scar, whenever she talked moments in the past it was as if she could feel it sting. The shattered glass, the screams that haunted her- Karou felt tears well up in her eyes and swiftly shut them. Crying was pathetic, crying gave away...

Karou's eyes went to his wrists, so many childhood memories were making sense and this dark turn made comfortable. " Did he... Did your dad hurt you? Is that way you never show your skin? Oh god... I always thought you were just clumsy..."

Karou paused, did he just say 'marrying a human'? Surely he was human too, but the way he said it, the tone in his voice, led Karou to believe he was something other than human. Karou noticed the point of his ears creeping out of his raven hair, was his ears always like that? She found herself...

"Oh..." Karou felt guilty for asking her previous question, the sad look in his eyes was obvious. "I'm really sorry..." Karou didn't know what to say to make the situation any better. She quietly put her cup down onto the coffee table. "Your figure is really good, you shouldn't worry about it."

"The last time I tried to seek 'help' for my so called 'problems' they put me on pills." Karou said bitterly. " I'd hate to be condemned to a place like that." She paused and looked back up at him. "But it's good you've recovered. Lisa sounds like a really nice person... Where is she right now?"

Karou paused. "Why is he laughing?" She thought. She sank back in her seat slighting as feelings of insecurity flooded her. She felt uncomfortable talking about eating disorders and fiddled with her fingers distractedly. "What's it like?" She spoke up. "Rehab, I mean."

Karou raised an eyebrow and bit down on her lip gently to prevent herself from laughing. "What a lovely place you have here... From what I've seen that's also a typical small talk phrase." She was hesitant to joke around with him, but she wanted to trust him. If she trusted him ten years ago...

Karou's eyes darkened at the mention of the word doctor. "What makes you think I need help?" She snapped and glared at him. "I don't have any problems" She hissed. It took her a moment to calm down and regain her composure but when she did she instantly regretted her outburst. "Sorry... " She...

Karou's hand flew to her scar, she could feel the blood draining from her face. Her usual wardrobe choice meant that her scar wasn't usually covered, and it didn't bother her. But right now she felt herself craving for a cardigan or sweater to cover her shoulders, she cleared her throat...