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As Strae finally closed her eyes, Vaun did as well, knowing that it perhaps wasn't the smartest thing to do in his current position but also acknowledging the simple truth of the matter -- the Vyssie woman needed him. For the time being, he was safe. Hopefully.
"Good..." he whispered as the other did as she was instructed, slowing and deepening her breathing until it was less apparent. She still wasn't quite there, but at least she was trying. "Very good..." Opening his eyes again, Vaun gave the other a half-grin as he finally straightened from his lounging position and stalked towards the opening of the dark alley. "But can you keep it up while walking?"
Without another word or even glancing over his shoulder to make sure Strae would follow, Vaun then slithered out into the open once more, keeping to the edge of those lurking in the streets of the darkened Vortex. He melted as easily into the shadows as though he was made of little more than shifting darkness himself. Of course, his dark clothing and silent manner helped out with that illusion quite a bit. He knew the tricks of the trade and he wasn't afraid to use them. Slowing his pace, Vaun fell back to walk at Strae's side (if indeed she had followed him out of the alleyway), his head tilting back to gaze up into the other's face.
"I'm not going too fast for you, I hope," he jested with a fleeting grin.
Okay... so perhaps he was slightly suicidal.
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