[Sushi]

Alistair's mind was elsewhere as he helped her to the room. Her apprehension made him inwardly smirk, but nothing more. The vampire's excitement from the night before had worn off and a fatigued sadist was left in it's place. Still, he felt she knew she was not on any kind of vacation, and that she was in a very dangerous position, even if he wasn't in the mood for his games.

"Clean up. I'll be waiting when you're done. There are towels in the closet. Leave the door open." With that, the male retreated, figuring she would be a while. Didn't all females take forever in the bath? Looking back at his bed he went to it, and laid down, caring less that a naked female was just a wall away.

He waited patiently for the sound of water to start in the next room, laying with his arm over his eyes. His thoughts swirled this way and that, the state of dreams caressing the edge of his consciousness. Before slumber claimed him, the annoyance of his new guest began to sink in. Peeking out, he saw her makeshift pallet on the ground. It was nothing more than the pile of trash bags to prevent the blood from getting on the floor. Now that it was dry, he didn't want that to just sit there.

With a sigh, he pushed himself up, sitting on the brim of the mattress. He ran his fingers through his blonde hair, and pushed himself off. Walking to the corner, he scooped up the mess and folded it into a small ball, then threw it away in the nearby trash bin.

"This is the last time." Alistair muttered these words, referring to cleaning up after the girl, musing how keeping her would probably be more troublesome than a dog.

Nevertheless, after that was taken care off, it seemed as though sleep would be a ways away as long as she was awake. Might as well take advantage of being awake.

"Are you in the tub?" Alistair knocked on the bathrooms door frame, not looking inside, but still wishing to know.