Katsumi was sitting on the floor now by the window,amber eyes stared up out the window at the moon that loomed overhead..His long black hair hung about his pale face loosely as he turned his head again to look at Kitano once more.
"Your father would be dumb to try anything. Chizuru would not hesitate to withdraw the people from the colony, including her sister and put forth a plan of action that involves war."
Katsumi sighed softly.
"...I'm sorry for bringing the topic up."
He said simply,knowing that Kitano was done speaking of such things and in such Katsumi would cease it as well.
Nimble fingers moved up,to brush a bit of his hair from his face idly.
He stared at Kitano,canting his head as if he felt the unease stirring in Kitano's mind.
He gasped softly,blinking having gotten lost in his thoughts once more until Kitano spoke..
"Is it too cold?"
Katsumi smiled faintly.
"..I wouldn't know really."
He said.
It was true,even though Pureblood's bodies worked entirely different then Halfbreeds..they were still cold.
They were still dead inside..
It was why many of his family members opted to learn how to control fire so they could elevate their body temperatures and experience warmth even if it was during battle/training..
When that wasn't an option,they wrapped their wings around themselves which offered a small amount of comfort for them..
Sure,feeding brought their bodies the most warmth but even then vampires only could consume so much blood..
Katsumi got up slowly,fixing the kimono he wore so it covered his shoulders properly again..he'd walk over and get his 'bed' taken care of..
Sleep wasn't necessary..it was just a treat...a luxury..
He'd take the covers that had been provided for him and unfolded them,putting the heaviest one over Kitano carefully before using the lightest one to cover himself when he laid down..
Without hesitation,one wing moved and settled over Kitano gently as did his arm,despite how big his wings were they were light and delicate,just like the feathers..
His wings were sensitive,very sensitive in fact..A wrong move,a feather pulled or something jammed or even injured caused more pain then a severed limb or other bodily injury would have for him.
Katsumi kept the other wing folded to his back,he sighed softly..He'd make sure to keep his arm on the covers,so he wouldn't make Kitano anymore cold then he already was..
He was still breathing heavily however,his skin still far more pale and the veins underneath still somewhat more visible then usual.
"...Is that any better?"
He asked softly,looking at Kitano calmly.