"Immunity to disease?" Jerek stood, wondering for a moment, as the madame walked away. Well, their truce and farewell was a little, cold, but he'd rather not warm it with blood. It seemed he had wandered into a world that he was quite unaware of the ramifications of, and he would need to learn those if he was to survive. And not embarrass himself like this; seriously, he forgot to look around and see everyone clear out of the corridor! Sighing, he took a final glance at the leaving girl, silently wished her luck with her demonic endeavors, and headed back to the front desk. It was time to officially begin his life at Beata.
