"Bastard, I know you are not like the rest of the enemies, and neither is your new master, but if you are not afraid of me, what the hell are you up to?" she questioned while wiping the blood off of her arm.
"Am I wrong about you?" Adora wondered with a smile on her face.
"Adora," Alix called out as he knocked on the door, and she smiled as she grabbed her ice cream and placed it in the room's small refrigerator.
"Coming," she said as she reapplied her mask, wrapped herself in a robe, and opened the door.
"What's the matter? Are you not going to eat?" She inquired.
"I already did, and I wasn't that hungry," he sighed, looking at the blood soaking through her sleeve.
"Would you like me to look after it for you?" he asked, and she smiled.
"Sure, come on in," she said as she walked away, and he entered the room then closed the door behind him and she looked at him.
