Ahn-Bo chuffed darkly at the vampire’s comment. Collecting children was nefarious any way you looked at it, especially if you were going to extort their ‘abilities’ for your own benefit. “Indeed,” he agreed simply. He didn’t want to provide too many details of the others without their permission. He merely waved his hand at Gilbert’s sharply curious questions. “We stood around mostly.” In cages he didn’t add. Although there were others who were more interesting outside the cages. He definitely didn’t want to discuss that either. Some of those things were still happening and it was very, very real.


It seemed he’d been somewhat entertaining to the stranger, which was exactly what he’d been going for. He had promised him a story, hande he? Ahn-Bo was not one who half-assed his promises. His performance had been satisfactory.


He rolled his eyes at the last question. Not at Gilbert, but at the ridiculous situation he and his brothers were now in. “Supposedly. Though I find myself here more often than not, instead.” Ahn-Bo peered at the vampire over the rim of his glass. “What’s your story Gilbert? It’s certainly longer than mine.” Given the whole long life-span of a vampire thing.