"Hey, you were the one commenting about my eloquence," he countered, lifting an eyebrow. "But fine. Your faerie ass is nice enough to get away with sitting where it wants. Better?"
Elliot cocked his head to one side when she suggested they make a deal, smiling up until the point she suggested calling him Edward. The smile faded. Edward Cullen was the worst thing to ever happen to vampire kind. "Rae it is, then," he said simply, nodding his concession.
"Never? Not even with your faerie friends?" The tone of his voice implied that he wasn't teasing this time. It was a legitimate question. Hiding his vampirism was relatively simple, as long as he maintained control over his blood lust. He'd never paused to consider how difficult it was for other beings to hide themselves from human eyes.
He grinned, a little sheepishly this time. "So is punching someone, who was innocently observing," he pointed out. Elliot was aware that what he'd been doing fell into the 'creep' category, but that was all part of the fun of it. Plus, he was a predator. It was what predators did.
"No, thank you," he said, rolling his eyes when she turned his comment about faeries with high voices back on him.
Swedish faerie. Unusual. Nodding, Elliot thoughtfully sucked on his bottom lip. And then immediately grinned again when she remarked about being dirty. "Ooh, she's a saucy little faerie now. I like it."
Elliot snorted derisively when Rae implied Angelina Jolie might be a vampire. "Please. Her? Nah, not a vampire. Lindsay Lohan, on the other hand..." With a smirk, he briefly bowed his head in acknowledgment to the faerie noticing how he'd reacted (or hadn't reacted) to being punched.
A shrug. "If I were really trying to hide, you wouldn't have found it so easy to spot me. Just like I'm sure I wouldn't have known you were a faerie, if I hadn't seen your wings."
Elliot straightened up when he heard the sudden noises coming from outside. Damn it. He'd been too busy conversing with Rae to notice that the hunters had returned. He could hear them clearly enough, but couldn't see them. Rae spoke up, explaining how she'd worked her faerie magic, and Elliot nodded. That may have solved one problem, but...
"Well, that's all fine and dandy, but I can't stay down here all fucking night," he said, his anger flaring again. He'd already gone too long without feeding, and it was still taking its toll. "I haven't fed lately. That's the whole reason I'm down here and not out there. Can't fight five fucking hunters like this..." He didn't really know why he was confessing this weakness to a stranger, but she hadn't judged him negatively thus far.