The Drive Home (Richard and Rebecca)

[a magical taco]

Richard left the diner making sure to keep an eye on the vampires only a few blocks away but they did not seem to move in his direction and as he passed their perimeter he allowed them to be banish from his thoughts. He thought about what he had just done with Mr Black in regards to Simon's fate but he had little other choice. Mr. Black demanded blood. However, Richard knew Simon was a strong mage and even if he couldn't accomplish the feat now eventually he would be able to regrow his limbs. Blood paid without losing Simon's life our being forced to take another. He would send word to Simon of the agreement. He could choose to go willingly or to fight. It would be his choice but Richard had fine all he could out at least all he was willing to after Simon almost killed him and then abandoned him.

Suddenly the car took a turn to sharply and Richard looked at Rebecca. She did not look well.He could see the gears turning in her mind and watched as the emotions danced around her face. It was like watching a movie in fast forward. She was angry, then guilty, then confident only to give away to guilt again. He watched her as she drove and when STYX came on the radio she looked like she might throw up.

It was obvious the decisions that were made were difficult for Rebecca and without a doubt she was still emotionally drained from the last few days. But there was something else, something he was not privy to that also troubled her thoughts. He didn't ask, not yet. He simply watched her in her internal struggle wondering where she would eventually land. He briefly considered trying to read her thoughts but decided against it, he has started to enjoy learning to rely on mind reading a little less when it came to Rebecca. That and the fact that she had really learned to fortify her mind in the last few weeks.

He watched as anger again flashed across her face and she slammed her hand down on the steering wheel. She looked up at him, "So, um".

He smiled knowingly. She had done something that she was upset about. If she had been angry with the decision her first words to him would have been loud and opinionated but she responded with a filler. She didn't know what to say which meant there was something she didn't want to say. "Want to tell me what you did that you don't want me to know about?" He voice was simply conversational though he knew he might not like what he would hear if she told him the truth. They both knew she couldn't lie to him but she could refuse to answer if she choose.