“Never had the stomach to hurt a child.” Selene admitted. Though it was only partially true. When children were bitten and infected part of her job had been to destroy them before they could lose control.
Her walk was much the same as his. As they strolled down the street she could not help but let her eyes wander back in his direction from time to time. “Keep your secrets. I won’t pry. Besides, whatever it is you are, I can hold my own.”
This time when her gaze was cast his direction she smiled. “It is a pleasure Logan.”
“I understand.” And she did. To some extent. His other side didn’t crave the blood of humans. But still, she knew what a challenge it was to keep a firm hold on ones more devious nature. To not let it seep out and hurt those around. “Beer it is.” Selene chuckled. “I have never drank beer before.” It was an honest omission. Her life had been very reserved and controlled up until this point. Now it was hers to live. Many things, while so simple to most, were new and interesting to her. Each of his answers prodded at her curious nature. Keep a grip on what, she thought? Her long leather coat was closed around her, two buttons keeping it together and her guns out of sight.