>...We'll go with that. Better she think it a phobia than a weakness.
>"Alright, we'll play it that way."
>Let's take the southern fork!
>Allowing Reisen her misconception, you agree to her plan of action, and fly down the south-flowing strand, while the rabbit heads southeast.
>Flying solo... First time you've actually done that since the night began. Gives a vampire time to think. As you've said to others, it has indeed been a very long time since the last time you met one of your kind. Then again, the normal precedents for contact with another vampire don't apply to this situation, anyway, not if this Countess is holding Sakuya. Be she superior to your, or inferior, nobody but NOBODY takes your head maid from you and gets away with it. You may have to damage Rei, if push comes to shove, but she'll get over it in time. A few decades under your wing will do the youngling some good. Even if you've never actually tried to train a youngling yourself before, but, how hard can it be?
>After twelve minutes of following the gently winding river, a bridge comes into view ahead. Not the sturdiest bridge in the world, made of rope and wood planks, but it will serve the purpose if wish to cross to the other side here. The bridge is not uninhabited, however, as two figures stand upon it, a trail-beaten man and a taller, muscular woman with bright red hair. Both seem to be holding crude fishing poles.
>The time is now 1:06 AM.