It took about two seconds for Liliya to figure out that she was not stood face-to-face with a woman who was going to be an exact replica, or even similar, to the air elemental she had dealt with the other day and it was not just because of the lack of demonic in her blood. That other girl had looked at her crutches and her legs before she even took in a single other part of her. This Lizbeth? Liliya felt what could have been a warm glow well up in response to how she was looking at her. At her face. Lizbeth was looking at her like she was beautiful and Liliya was not quite used to that. Most people who knew her would have a touch of that expression on their faces, but just a touch, and it would be tempered by the fact that they knew who she was. Lizbeth apparently had no idea and that was oddly... refreshing. Someone who knew about vampires and had come to her house in Scarlet Oak Michigan did not know who Liliya Kennedy was. All that she was seeing when she looked at her was someone she thought was beautiful. I think I like this. She liked even more that as Lizbeth moved into the house and headed straight for her office she never once looked at her leg or her crutches. And you just won a few points more. Liliya followed along a little more slowly, double-checking to make sure that neither of the other occupants of the house were near. She also made sure to close the door behind her.
Glancing over to where Lizbeth had positioned herself, Liliya made sure to keep that small smile on her face. Not that it really needed any effort, being looked at like she was gorgeous was enough to make her smile. "It's a very different sort of interview, isn't it? I've only ever conducted one other like it so the rules of how it goes are still fluid." Even here in her house, Liliya could hear the professional tone that entered her voice simply because she was engaging in something that had business undertones to it. Without even thinking about it she was acting the role of the perfectly together politician and not the vampire who was looking for a potential food source. She brought her hand up, one finger tapping her lip as she stood still and studied Lizbeth. The redhead was definitely pretty enough here in person, she was a fan of her hair. Liliya did not think that she had ever been with a redhead before. And her style couldn't get more different from Via if I had asked for it. Oh, yes, there had been a question asked. "You can sit with me on the couch. It'll be easier." She had debated sitting behind her desk so that her leg was out of sight, but now she just wanted to know if Lizbeth would even notice it if she could see the lack easily. Not to mention the crutches that she used as she made her own way over and sat down, setting them aside before smoothing out her skirt and motioning at the cushion next to her.
Milo had not given her a list of what was not allowed, but Liliya was certain that she was allowed to touch if she so wished, which was why she reached out to touch two chill fingers under Lizbeth's chin, lifting so that she could have a clear view of her neck. "You must be very used to this with those scars that you have. And the haircut, very practical." The Cyri released Lizbeth's chin, brushing her hand against the bottom of the witch's haircut as she did. Yes, this was a woman who was very used to her line of work. "I don't know what Milo has told you about what I'm looking for, but it is very specific. I'd guess that most of your clients have been different, but I intend on you being my blood doll for quite some time. I like a certain regularity in my meals and I prefer that they come from the source rather than a blood bank. I have two now and they usually drain their blood into a bag and store it for me." Sometimes she bit Naoki, if she was in the right mood and needed to feel her fangs slice through something, but it was far from her preferred method since it put her too close to a source she did not want to be near to. Liliya thought that she would like to bite Lizbeth's neck. "How would you feel about being a regular doll for me, Lizbeth?"