Lilith notices that when Dracula leans away from her, he gently nods his head to someone from behind.
Lilith's curiosity got the best of her, and she swiftly turned around to see an old man dressed in a full two-piece suit striding towards her in a robotic movement.
The old man's eyes were blank, almost as if he was being manipulated, which crept Lilith off.
As she lowered her gaze, she was taken aback to find a pen clutched as if it were a sharp knife.
"Wha… What do you want from me?" She spoke while stuttering and took a quick step backwards.
The older man smiled. "Hi, Lilith. I want to acquire your phone number. I adore your portrait so much that I believe I'll need someone like you to assist in my small art gallery." The old man spoke to Lilith.
His one's dark gaze has transformed into a calm gaze with his eyes filled with immense respect for Lilith.
Lilith tilts her head to the side, brows arched skyward.
