Naminé: Why would I meed to run? Vampires can't hurt me. Not anymore, at least... *Raises a lip, showing her fangs*
Naminè, run to my hotel and go to room 32 on the top floor. Grab a green bottle with red liquid and bring it back please!
( Henry Deliala satyr/faun curly brown hair wheres leather armor always carrys around a wooden club i also nibble on)