It was a geniune death end, Integral Hellsing observed. She would have to mind her manners and stop pushing buttons for she knew he wouldn’t allow her to walk away so easily. It was a fortune the vampire was so oddly infatuated by her presence to endure her rejection. She attempted to snatch her hand from the crook of his arm and put a bit of distance between them. Her eyes were still scanning all the room, stopping by the fireplace. There was something reptilian on vampire’s fear and fascination with fire.
“Very well,” Integra said when she finally broke her silence. “I have a proposition for you.”