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vampire_compton (vampire_compton) wrote in silverage,

He took her hand after a few moments, resisting the natural reflex to kiss it as a greeting. He wasn't used to shaking women's hands, even if they'd been doing it for, what, twenty years now? Thirty? Maybe more than that. He had lost track.

But even beyond his rather old-fashioned outlook, this woman was definitely more modern than he was accustomed to. She was confident, relaxed, eager. It was refreshing, in a way, but worrisome as well. Indeed, very lucky she chose to approach him tonight. Even in a few scant hours, it would be hard to resist the life pumping through her.

"The welcome center? I am afraid I'm not quite familiar with it," he admitted, folding his hands behind him. He had heard of it, sure, but that was about the end of it. "Do you happen to know what street it is on? I'd be more than happy to help you, from there,"