Hazel's experience with vampires was suprisingly limited; despite Margaery and Suite both being of the blood-sucking species, she had tried to avoid certain interactions that might taint her opinion of them. She knew of the struggle of starvation, and how horrific the deprivation of blood could affect them. She briefly recalled sitting in Margaery's room, trying to convince herself that the women wasn't dying despite her ashen appearance. Now Hazel was just glad both vampires were outside, where there was a constant food source.

Currently, though, Hazel was trying to catch up to Cav, having bounded after him a few moments prior to him talking to Inu. Admittedly, she was searching for a distraction - to rid her mind of the lingering silence, of the itch crawling against her skin, of the pull of panic in the back of her throat and tug of her powers struggling to break through the floors of the observatory. Her attention latched on to Inu the moment she noticed the gentle pulse of his aura in the edge of her vision, his inner turmoil a mere shift of energy to her. (Bastille was always better at reading auras; Hazel generally used them to sort out identites and differences from the norm.)

Hazel didn't know Inu very well, but she was fairly sure he was in her buddy group. Therefore, she felt somewhat responsible for his wellbeing, though there wasn't much she could do about it short of mothering him. Glowing golden eyes shifted from Cav (also somewhat of a stranger to her) to Inu, blinking as she tried to sort out what was wrong. "It's Inu, right?" She asked, voice quiet and attempting to match the level of sincere calm of Cav's tone.

Bastille had little to fear in the darkness or confinement himself. Certainly, he was sick of being cramped up inside with no where to go, tell-tale signs of restlessness eating away at him, but it was low scale and easily manageable by running "patrols" through the Observatory in search of any changes to their situation. No, his struggle was the fact that everyone else was at odds with things, their emotions running high and creeping into him; he could ordinarily control his abilities as an empath, but his souls were unstable and continuous close exposure to their panic and discomfort like this was more than his endurance could handle. Daily, he walked through a sea of thick, grimy emotions, felt them swept him up with them; he would reach his room to find himself suddenly feeling second-hand unease or frustration, and it could take him sometime to shake it off.

That morning, he was drawn towards Inu by two pulls: the first was the intensity of his distress, alerting to Bast of something wrong from one of the other halls; the second was the golden cord that linked him to Hazel, their bond humming faintly as he chased it to her like a siren song. Instinctively he stopped at her side, something like panic and horror sinking into his bloodstream: he could feel waves of some form of resistance, of trying to control himself, of hunger clawing at his throat. It took him a moment to realize it was radiating off of Inu, and he felt vaguely apologetic that Hazel might suffer through phantom emotions through their bond now that he was was there to pick up Inu's like a live-wire.

[b]"What's going on?" he asked finally, gaze flickering briefly to Cav, but he didn't resister him as any sort of threat. Inu's issues seemed more internal, based on his emotional reading, and Bast turned his attention back to him as he struggled to turn off the empathy.

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Out of all times, why had someone find him now out of all times?. Inu had thought no one had followed him but for some reason a voice reached out for him that was very unfamilliar for his ears. Ah stranger just like everyone else. Usual he was fine with that but perhaps he had grown so used to have people there for him that now it felt so odd for him to be back all on his own again. Inu could feel his body tense up as one of his eyes settled themself on this man. There was something about this male that rubbed him the wrong way. There was a feeling inside of him that told him to not trust this male and he always followed his instinct no matter what. At least something he was good about it was to be able to tell if a person meant trouble or not. This one just felt of.

Inu eyes grow wide when that candlelight come up in his face with that flame that terrified him in more then one way. Some vampires had a fear for fire, and Inu was not an exception having had a bad experience when it come to fire. Taking a step away from this man along with the flame turned himself around to face him properly. Safe hands?. Lair." S-Sorry, i just... can't deal with being locked away in here very well." he half lied, telling the truth of not being able to handle to be locked up like this but was lying about why he had run away before. Swollowing could still feel that hunger inside of him that urged him to attack and if not Hazel would have arrived maybe he even would have done it. Only one second of lost control was all that was needed for him to lose it.

Swollowing, again flattered down his ears a bit and chewed a bit on the inside of his cheek. Go away, leave me alone!. Just go.. he thought in pleading to himself. Nervousely smiling at Hazel now there was something about her...something in the way that spoke that reminded him a bit about Mercy. She had been a such kind soul, caring for him and always being there for him. She had treated him like a son even after she had found out what he was. Even if she had believed he needed to be cured from his vampirism like it had been some sort of illness had still been there for him, trying to help and that had really been all he had ever wanted. So it was a bit comforting for him that someone reminded him about her but at the same time he found himself missing her even more now, wishing she was here to tell him that everything would be okay.

Nodding his head to her his smile died of again. How did she? - oh, he believed he remembered this one now. Wasn't she from this group he had been grouped up with?. Yeah, he believed he had a faint memory of this female having been there.

When he thought he could handle this Bastilleprisoner showed up and that made his anxiety rose inside. If he had known how ease it was to read him of from the other right now, Inu would have paniced. His worst fear was if someone found out especially from the leader himself. " I j-just paniced so i r-run away, s-sorry for causing t-trouble." he said nervousely with his shaky voice as he looked everywhere but not over at Bastilleprisoner. It was in time like this he wished he was better with his poker face. Inu had once been good at it at one point in time however...since parting from his host his emotions seemed to be all over the place. It was extremely hard at times to pick them up and put them at thier place. Now was one of the times thanks for circumstances.