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Iris watched the two with growing interest. As the tall and appealing self named Freddie admitted to having an issue her eyes floated briefly to the one he appeared to be shielding in some way or another. Her fine natural shaped brow lifted as he mentioned that he was informed she perhaps was a vampire just like him. Her lips stayed in a closed line so the bows of pink flesh refrained from pulling apart. That was nothing that she shared with her employees. Such was a very intimate and rather inappropriate thing to discuss especially with such ease that it is no more out of line than bringing up one is diabetic and adding “I hear you are too.”

“I see.” Her voice surfaced as she watched Hannah briefly. She was still in her posture giving no sign as to how this news from a stranger was taken. Not a muscle was moving and despite the two standing before her she was hardly concerned by the revelation, the telepath was not to be underestimated. Her demonstration of complete control was a signal that was to be taken into account. “What gives you the impression that I am, Hannah?”

It was more than a fair question to ask.She certainly had a right to know to what extent Hannah had been working around her to come to this conclusion. Not only that she was comfortable revealing this to a stranger. A stranger to her. Now she was left to eye both equally and wait for the answers. Go somewhere and talk? The suggestion sat for a few moments without an answer. Instead she first spaced herself further from the two with a few steps back and felt the sensation of a shield of protection forming around her.

“The next room shall serve the purpose of carrying on a discussion if there is a need to not do it here.” She glanced around to find no one currently present in the upstairs or to be counted down on the main floor. “I need to clean up after the repair work completed earlier.” With that she dipped her head once then turned lightly on her heels and took lead down the hall that would have them arriving in the place that Hannah may remember from her time spent in there.

“There will be a few issues if this is amnesia.”

Iris glanced over to Hannah and then back to Freddie while clearing the table of the minimal supplies that had been abandoned earlier in the evenings work. While the two stood in the room her repeated attempts to reach his recent memories left her with nothing in return for her efforts. Just to be sure it was not due to anything on her end she checked in on Edith Aubrey. She discovered what she expected then returned her focus back on Freddie. One last time left with the same results as before.There was a significant barrier or resistance of sorts keeping her out of any memories he had outside a recent crossing of paths between he and Hannah.

While pondering her options she refrained from digging around in Hannah’s head because whatever there was not in question. Most telepaths were at ease in rummaging through the heads of those around them but Iris was not the typical mind reader. She was a firm believer, as she was taught, that just because one had the power to do something did not necessitate or condone doing it. She took pride in her self-discipline and would hold true to the expectations of her sire.

“Which he seems to have.” Cornflower orbs moved over him slowly as if assessing him for some sort of measurements. “You are unable to remember anything at all, Sir?” As she did her uncanny ability to appraise one's strengths and energy flooded her with a return of awareness over just what type of vampire she was looking at. “It appears you are what you say you are and quite impressively more. I dare say that whatever brought on your memory loss likely was far more powerful than any of us.” She eyed him curiously then Hannah. “Freddie, do you find anything familiar about this?”

She stepped around the length of the last work station she tidied up. As always each of her movements were orchestrated with a specific purpose. The current series would be to reveal the ritual altar hidden beneath the work table that she pushed forward with relative ease. In the city they were a dime a dozen and more accessible than ever she was known to keep hers hidden. It wasn’t a visual confirmation she was planning on as much as if anything about it, including contact with it, would stimulate any sort of memory in the one who obviously was robbed of his identity. Rituals happened to be something he would be well suited for based on what she discovered about him.

At first it appeared it would not register. With it came a brief disappointment. Him being unfamiliar with the ritual altar would confirm the amnesia holding him hostage was denying him any recognition of who and what he was. Self-imposed? Most likely. If that was the case there was little anyone could do until he alone set himself free. Then he brought his hand to his face and stepped back. It was as if she could see the barrier between Freddie and the world around him shiver in his response.

“Take all the time you need.” A subtle dip of her head was followed by the soft tapping sound of the soles of her boots. She made her way around the altar taking her time as she did. “If you will kindly pardon me I will make tea for two.” She announced as she merged with the door way. Apparently she was comfortable with proceeding whether they granted it or not.“It will refresh both of you.”

Iris nodded a second time then disappeared into the hallway. The soft hiss of material gliding over the hardwood beneath her steps followed her as she approached the stairs. Freddie was missing. There was no question about it in her mind. Someone somewhere in the city was missing a tall, dark and powerful vampire. Perhaps a sire as well. It was rare that those who had grown to the degree Freddie had chose not to sire. Iris herself had not but she was nowhere close to developing to the degree he had. Currently it was not something she was prepared for.

In Freddie’s case she was certain that he wasn’t turned the night before or the week before. More than months had passed since he was claimed by one of her kind.Chances were that the one Hannah brought into her walls was soon going to be sought out whether Freddie liked it or not. When that happened not even he would be able to deny the truth that they would be delivering to him.