Kol Mikaelson & Alyssa
Alyssa wondered, but didn't ask out loud, if Kol's answer would have always been the same. She didn't want to insult her friend and did anyone's past here really matter? Besides, it only took about five seconds for anyone to see that Davina had quite the positive effect on the Original. Instead, she smiled. "Much appreciated, Kol."
She couldn't help the laugh. "You just answered a question in my head, so thanks for playing the getting to know you game without intending to play." Alyssa found she really liked Kol and his sense of humour. "What does it feel like? When you drink blood? Is it like drinking caffeine? Gatorade? A hit of E?" Alyssa realized, belatedly, her questions might be rude. "Sorry. My curiosity gets the best of me at times." At least they'd found somewhere decently comfortable to sit.
"Chessie is as chaotic as the place we call home." God, Alyssa missed home and her family. A sadness wafted over the blonde and she tried to avoid it as she finished her cookie, moonbeams emitting from the Red Queen.
"Good. Not that you got hurt but your..." Alyssa paused, "witch could heal you." She heard Davina refer to Kol with the confusing title boyfriend/husband person and she didn't quite know which title to use. "We all need to replenish after the last two fucking terrible days. I'm...fine. Enough. A few scrapes, but I could take to the air." Physically. Alyssa wouldn't show how fragile her mental health could be. Queens didn't cry after all.