The vampire paused a moment, seriously thinking on her question. How old was he really? His lips carefully formed into a frown “I don’t really know…father was not keen on giving me a birthday party…” His dad hadn’t been keen on him, only enough to use him in his experiments. Then when he was revealed a failure his father had ordered his death. Talk about a bad father!
It sounded to him that she deeply admired Mitchell, maybe even loved him but he didn’t mention it. He merely shrugged his shoulders again, acting like it didn’t bother him. Deep down he felt a slight twang of envy but he would never admit it. He would just shrug it off and keep on going like the way he shook off the damage he could take from an enemy “It’s alright. He’s your friend you have every right to praise him. I suppose if I had a friend like that I would too” He forced a smile though he felt rather bad. But quickly he mood improved when she agreed hunting was a good thing to do. She was definitely a girl after his own heart. Jared nodded “Alright let’s go” But something made him pause as he moved to lead the way “Did you say you were a ghost?”