Longstreet is smiled upon, which comes as a surprise. He shakes the hand offered "Pleased to meet you, Priscus Wood" For what it's worth, it was the truth. The woman had a positive vibe about her, something more than just politeness "Your work? You mean you have a regular job? What do you do?" The Bishop sounds more than a little surprised. The Damned having an actual job wasn't unheard of, but uncommon? Sure.
Speaking of surprising things, his eyes widen a bit when Vivian mentions murdering people. For sane vampires it was either a point of pride or shame. One can't help but wonder just how much of Man was left inside of that pretty skin "Were your reasons of ending people professional or personal, Madam York? What had one have to do to get on the wrong end of your weapon?" He ponders what she says next "And did you find one?" He asks, testing the waters.
"Well, as for the apparent closeness of our Covenants, I always thought it's because we value structure and order. And we're not hypocrites. We know what we want and don't fret from admitting it, even if we want different things" He notices what York says to Mable and feels compelled to respond. The Daeva's intention isn't exactly hard to guess... "Oh, I'm sure there's more than one out there that would love to welcome you" ...but it was not the time to openly state things, either. Unlike the Succubi Priscus, however, the Haunt made it intentionally difficult to say if he was addressing Mable or Cynthia.
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