"Where have you been, Milady?" Ophelia walked to Isadora who kept walking slowly as if she was highly disturbed and had no idea what to do or where to go. But then when her eyes fell on her mistress's blooded glove, her eyes widened and then her voice grew, "What happened? Who did this to you?"
Isadora inwardly rolled her eyes as she saw her faked concern. She wasn't sure if it was fake but she expected it to be. If she hadn't known that she was also an animal in the form of a beast she would have been easily deceived by her calm gestures.
 Isadora slowly removed her hand from her maid's grip and hid it behind when she noticed the look of hunger in the maid's eyes. If she were a bloodsucker, there was zero probability that she wouldn't be moved or hungered when she sees blood but her reaction to her gloved hand made it even more frightening to continue to stand at her front. "I will just clean up myself."
