"Why do you look so glum today?" Xavier asked as he drove. "Genevieve sent me to pick you up, saying you wanted to go out for a bit. I thought you'd be in a good mood, but it seems you're not happy at all."
"I'm just thinking about where I should go. Actually, going out at night is quite nice. The night market in Philadelphia should be bustling; I really love the lively atmosphere in the South. Choosing my favorite food at the night market and wandering around, stopping at different stalls—it feels like I haven't experienced this in years, even though it's only been two months."
The Blood Alliance Manor felt too stuffy, like a prison. Despite its large size and modern facilities, the lack of liveliness made it unbearable.
