Anna had just returned from town, where she'd slipped off to after her own act that evening. Back when she'd been a vampire in Mystic Falls, she'd been accustomed to feeding every couple of days, but she was stretching it out between eating here. It had been over a week since she'd fed the last time but she'd started to get hungry and she knew it was time.
She made her way back to the edge of the carnival, pausing as she caught sight of someone familiar a few feet away. The words oh shit came to mind immediately. Klaus. Klaus was here? How the hell had she missed that? She was used to keeping her head down and steering clear of trouble for the most part. But she hadn't realized she'd been keeping her head down that much.
Anna paused in her tracks, not wanting him to see her, but not wanting to look like she was intentionally avoiding him either. That would be rude, and she doubted he'd be very happy with anyone who was intentionally rude. She watched him spit blood from his mouth and she frowned.