The morning after the bed started calmly.
Bram was on the kitchen ceiling when the three came down. He watched them arrive with the posture of someone who has been waiting a while but is in no hurry.
Kai made him some breakfast with what was in the house's abandoned kitchen — the residents had left provisions that were still usable.
Bram watched him cook.
"Yesterday you moved my bed," Kai said.
"Yes."
"I kept sleeping."
"I noticed."
Kai served the plates.
Bram watched them eat with the expression of something that is making a decision.
Then he disappeared.
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Lira was in the main room when Bram reappeared behind her.
And entered.
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The first thing that changed was the posture.
Lira's shoulders broadened — not physically, in the way they carried themselves. Her aristocratic vampiric posture replaced by the bearing of a B-rank hunter who had spent twenty years carrying heavy gear on missions.
The second was the voice.
