"I haven't had to feed." He said, setting a few small bills down as a tip.

I stared at him in shock.

"Hell's bells Thomas. Don't tell you've been-"

"No! She feeds me. Just by touching me, which means she can disguise it. I don't know how she does it. I haven't had to feed in two weeks." I always tried to extend between how long she had to feed me though. It took something from her, even though she always smiled when she fed me.

We stood, and he gathered up his staff.

"Oh. Even I could do that." He said, exiting the cafe with me.

"Not like she can." Just then she came up to him and grabbed Thomas's hand. I watched his eyes flutter closed in what could be taken as either pleasure or relief. I was betting on both. She didn't let go of his hand though, her eyes shining and bright. We began walking, and her other hand carried a bag of books.

"I didn't know you were a book reader." I said, indicating the bag. She smiled and nodded.

"I need to get to work." Thomas said. "Emrys, do you want to go with Harry or me?"

"I'm gonna be investigating a case. You could help me."

She pointed at me with a searching look at Thomas. He smiled at her. "Go on. I'll come get you." She smiled and bounced over to me, grabbing delicately onto my sleeve. Thomas left. I smiled down at her, and escorted her to my car. What can I say? I like being a gentleman, and I've got a thing for smiling women. So sue me.