Nor, I supposed as the old man left to bring the teapot, did I need to risk jeopardizing him by getting him entangled in immortal courtships. Well, at least entangled more than he already was.
He returned soon and poured for us.
"I had just put this on before your arrival. I am glad you are here to ration it."
I savored it. Another herbal blend. "What is this one named?"
"Desire."
"Fitting," I examined. Angels and collusions aside, I still craved for Shaman.
"Did you discover anything?"
"I am afraid not. I inquired around but discovered nothing more about vampire hunters, nor did I get any evidence of one in the residence."
"That does not astound me." I drank the tea.
"I believe something else is going on."
He confessed nothing, prudent as ever.
"I realize you won't inform me why he was here, and I comprehend that…" I trailed off, differentiating how best to formulate my statements.
