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Juliet’s green eyes studied him thoughtfully. Her shoulders relaxed once again and then she nodded. “As long as you’re careful.” And in all honesty, that was really just what she wanted to hear. “Is it any different now than it was when you were a blood thief?” She found herself asking before she could stop it, and mentally Juliet slapped herself in the forehead. Had she even had a filter previous to her death? It was something that she pondered briefly before doing what she needed to.

‘Clean’ wouldn’t be entirely possible, but she at least felt a bit more presentable when she didn’t look like she would be cleaning any more for the evening. As she listened to him speak again, Juliet slipped the flats onto her bare feet before straightening up. She glanced towards the register that he was near and noticed that he had moved it, a minor twist of amusement playing across her lips.

As they walked out, Juliet folded her arms in front of her chest and she considered what she had read on the Altaire board. Her eyebrows furrowed. There were a lot of questions. One of them involved the amount of people that seemed to have blossomed there, as well as where her childer had gotten to. She knew Songbird had returned from the Shadow Realm after her, but Reanna had been difficult to communicate with since she had returned. She had also learned that the woman was no longer there, but she had already discussed that bit with their sire. “Any idea why she was going to give up and pass the reigns to someone else?”

It was an easy, and slightly difficult, place to start, but she hadn’t appreciated seeing that when she’d returned. It hadn’t been something she’d ever think her sire to do.

“That’s gross either way.” Juliet lifted her eyebrow and followed after him, pushing playfully in response to being nudged as she considered it. But, then again, she had eaten things as a human that others would gag at. “Borrowing generally implied you asked.” She pointed out, and the folded her arms in front of her chest. “How did you become a blood thief, originally? Was it something like vampirism, had to happen?” She asked, realizing she had actually never asked about that to begin with.

“I’ve never been fond of Tytonidae.” She admitted, “Even before Nixy told everyone involved with that group to choose Altaire or them.” Her arms folded in front of her chest as she shook her head. Juliet didn’t like that they took it upon themselves to kill others to protect the masquerade. There was always other options, and her favorite was to not be stupid enough to get caught. And if you did, you handled it. Just toss on the fact it had ruined relationships with her family on top of it, and the dislike was simply amplified.

She had never gotten along with Jesse, but she’d liked him well enough if she pushed aside the fact he’d grabbed her throat once. And Reanna, who had also joined Tytonidae, was no longer in the family, too. Still, as she listened to Roderic, Juliet frowned lightly. “They must be decent, though, if you can be around them.” She knew he wasn’t exactly what one would call a social butterfly. In fact, if anything, he was remotely the opposite. “She could have always asked help from those within the family, or told them to go to others.” Juliet sighed. A lot had changed while she was away.

Her green eyes went over the skate park, studying it as she remained quiet to think about his question. There was a pit of guilt in her stomach as she felt the words “I don’t really know, Ric” slip past her lips and she couldn’t look at him for a few minutes. “I’m going to try.” She needed to. How often had he gone out of his way to check on her, anyway? He’d been the first one to ask her, which showed he cared, too. “I want to stay.”

“You are lucky that is the only thing you’ve witnessed.” She lifted her eyebrow as she returned the small smile and she listened to him as she followed him down the path, eventually removing her rabbits foot from her pocket and playing with it idly. “Either work would be considerably correct given our day is night and their day is our night.” Her lips twitched. She considered the idea of being a blood thief, wondering about what he meant about standing a fighting chance and mentally shaking her head. Juliet only preferred to fight for family, but she was mostly peaceful. “I’m glad you don’t, Ric. There’s a chance we would have never met had you not taken it.”

As they walked, Juliet thought about her sire and the way that she had seemed to have fallen apart on multiple occasions, and her concern played across her features as she wondered if things would happen again. Her own emotions mixed up too often, but she was getting better at times, wasn’t she? “Things always had to get worse before they could get better, at least. Juliet said about things seem to be running fine, it was true. As the words that she wanted to stay slipped past her lips, there was a slight amount of stirring of fear in the pit of her stomach. She wanted to stay, but what if things got bad again? Doubt ran through her mind and then she stopped when he did, her green eyes studying Roderic as he spoke. A frown played across her lips.

“The last time I didn’t consider others feelings, I ended up hurting you and others that care about me, that’s why I at least listen these days.” She admitted softly, and gave a small nod of her head. “But, I get what you mean, and I will. I’ll even have one of my managers run the shops.” It made her twitch internally, but the idea of actually taking time for herself had been on her list of things to do. At some point. It was on her list, at least. “The number tends to jump around in order of importance.”

When he inched away, Juliet couldn’t help but mess with the man as she played Oh Mickey into his mind for a few lines. “You’d look pretty ridiculous in a skirt.” She said afterwards, to lighten the mood. But, a warm smile played across her lips, “But, in all seriousness... thank you. And I am sorry, for hurting you when I left.”