Sebastian EllingtonI need to feel you again, feel my lips on your skin
for one night I could be him, no, I could be better
Sebastian was quite certain that his observations of the situation would ring true - just as he too was certain that tonight would end in bloodshed and a limp body regardless of his efforts to ensure otherwise. His crystalline blue gaze turned towards the feminine figure of the fae, his eyebrow raising ever so slightly at the attempted confidence in her voice. Sebastian's head shook ever so slightly in disagreement, "I'm afraid that you misunderstand me. I prefer my food...willing." He stated, his baritone voice emphasizing the word with particular care. It was important to him the she understood the difference between the pair of them. He was no cold-hearted blood-thirsty fiend that she made him out to be. Sebastian cleared his throat ever so slightly, his head nodding towards the young vampire that too slinked closer towards the fallen hunter. "Anna here, on the other hand, cares very little for the 'wrench' in her plan that you think you are. I would advise you to think fast." Sebastian shifted ever so slightly in place, his crystalline gaze following the child and yet he quite purposefully failed to mention the reason behind his inability to assist in the scenario. After all, he certainly didn't want Anna-Marie to know their relationship to each other lest she continued to take advantage of it and push him past his self imposed boundaries.

Sebastian watched as the young girl kneeled next to the hunter, the blade slowly falling from the female's fingertips and in that moment, he knew Anna had taken over the female. "Ah, I'm afraid you're already too late, my dear." He commented softly, his crystalline eyes looking past the fairy to watch as the vampire rose the hunter's wrist to her lips. He heard that soft soprano voice of the young girl, stating with such simplicity that their kind's entire existence was to further the circle of life. They were the top of the food chain - feasting upon mortality if only to remind humans that all life was fleeting. It was a fitting notion though something about it made Sebastian uncomfortable. Perhaps it was silly but he liked to think there was more to his life then simply that. There was a soft sigh to the man's lips, his piercing blue gaze slowly drawn back to the fairy, "It might be within your best interest." He added, hoping that perhaps she might heed Anna-Marie's good graces. After all, he had quite enough of the vampire-child's game of 'chase' and hardly wanted this inquisitive young fae's death to be on his hands too - not when there were such better things he could do with her.

Whatever salacious thoughts tempted the man's mind were quickly overwritten by the sheer weight of Anna-Marie's gaze, pulling his own blue eyes back towards her. Regardless of his hesitance to allow her to drain the weakened hunter, Sebastian had hardly moved from his place, his posture far more akin to a marble statue then the usual husky fervor he regarded their fairer gender with. He looked onto Anna-Marie's feeding frenzy with a simple sort of disinterest. The sounds of it, however, reverberated within his head. He could hardly lie and say it did not tempt him - it certainly did. What he didn't expect, however, was that sudden glimpse of recognition that filled her eyes, slowly causing her to pause in her feeding only to look at him with the same intensity she had all those many years ago. That moment was forever burned within his head. He watched her simper contort to one of utter glee, the corner of his own lips turning downwards ever so slightly. He heard her voice and yet, he hardly reacted to it with the same joy that she clearly displayed. Instead, his hand raised to run though his dirty blonde locks. "I suppose I am." He stated softly, pausing before his tone became firmer, "However, don't think that means we get to 'play' whenever you want. I've survived over two hundred years without you."