>Chuckle a bit, and make use of the cloth to tend to our hand. "It's always a marvel when someone reacts to something like that. I would be lying if I said that I didn't enjoy seeing that from time to time."
>"That said, I suppose we should wait a while until her mind catches up, humans have a marked tendency to do this when confronted with something so mind-bendingly unexpected. That's at least 500 years of experience you know."
>Dabbing your wound with the cloth, you sense a very faint tingle of magic from the material. You can't identify the type of magic, but you strongly suspect it's a light healing enchantment. So you wrap your hand in the cloth. Your hand would heal rather quickly anyway, but a little bit faster is always better.
>To her credit, Dio recovers a bit quicker than another human might of, but that doesn't surprise you all that much, given that she is Sakuya. Sort of.
>The blows out a puff of breath, then scoops her axe up from the floor, but in a rather subdued manner. Looking at the weapon, she shakes her head, bemusedly, and puts the axe away. "The Hunter's Guild back home is never going to believe this one. I saw it, and
I can barely believe it."
>"Done fightin', then?" Haridoku says with a faint growl in her voice.
>The hunter holds up her hands in a slight shrug. "She gave her word in blood. From a vampire, that's as honest as the word of an angel." She shakes her head again, and says, more to herself than anything, "What a crazy world this must be, to have a vampire like this one." She looks at Sei, almost smiling. "What sort of word is this, Samurai."
>Sei, rather gently, answers, "A kinder world than the one you know, I suspect."