Her frown deepened. “I can feel that you’re old. Definitely older than three hundred but I’ve never met anyone older than that,” she shrugged in thought, “Never figured that I’d want to. It seemed that the older the more out of touch and, well, dangerous they are.” Anita looked at him again, her dark eyes moving across his face for any sign of age or interest and finding only the welcoming face of the man (when did she begun to see him as that?) that she had revealed so much of herself to.
“Are you saying that you can go out in the sunlight?” She looked at him again, her hands hovering over her seat belt as she was frozen to her seat, mind buzzing in thought at such a strange musing. “Axel. How old are you?”
“Most of the older ones do not bother with technology, that is what they have a human servant for…at least that’s their way of thinking. I have tried to keep up but I am used to the old ways.” Axel laughed as he looked over at her.
“I can not go out in the sunlight, it will burn me if I do but I can be awake during the day time, most of my windows are heavily tinted so that I do not need to close the curtains all the time and I like to look outside at what I used to be able to go out in.” He sighed and unbuckled his seatbelt before looking at her again. “I am older than
Nikolaos was, and older than most vampires you will meet outside of the council, though I am the youngest on the council.” It wasnt really an answer and was more of a riddle.









