[Lovebite]

The older woman wasn't as alert as the man who seemed to take care of her who stood behind the counter at the front of the shop and didn't seem to mention anything about the small knobs that were on their daughter's head, the start of her horns, he knew he would have to teach her how to disguise herself soon enough. Howard had went down the isle to look over some more supplies, grabbing two bottles of painkillers then meeting the younger man's eyes when he looked toward him, coming back as he seemed distressed at the woman's prying. "She's ours."he said,"No mother." It was rare to be that way, though it was what they were and the world was too old for it to be a problem in their society, though the woman looked confused she didn't say much else besides,"She looks like you." The senile woman then pranced off, the man watched and then helped by taking the basket from his partner, placing the things he's picked in it as well before heading to the register, the man seemed less interested in them than his wife and they were heading back out again to his horse,"Now... Where to?"he asked,"An inn? I'm sure the both of you need rest."