Aidou pulled a cinnamon roll into halves, facing Mark. "I'm Aidou Hanabusa. I put a high value on good information." Being a vampire had a multitude of advantages, but it also meant signs of exhaustion or fatigue were absolutely minuscule--vampires did not develop bags under their eyes, thank the gods. Turning his head slightly to regard Sasuke, he continued with, "And that's precisely why I'm here, though I'm going to ignore how utterly insulting that comment was. Visual identification isn't your strongest suit anymore, and I'm still far from helpless."

He ate neatly, a trick of the trade for all nobles, but fairly quickly. He'd need to feed tonight, and thoroughly. His appetite was becoming insatiable again--sweets helped, but couldn't take the place of blood.

"Something was obviously off in the theatrics last night. Anything you noticed yourselves? I'm also particularly interested in the disappearances amongst the prisoners, if there's anything to be said on the subject."