"Your entire life seems to revolve around killing me but I am curious, what will you do with your immortality once you have accomplished the task?" Silas asked, genuinely curious as he turned his back on the vampire, pausing in his steps to hear what Ashford could say.
A long silence stretched on before Silas started to walk away, not sure he was going to receive a reply.
"I have not really thought of what I will do but I will figure it out." Ashford eventually replied and Silas walked away, the reply he had received similar to what he had expected.
The next morning, Ebenezer tried not to focus on the faint pleasant scent that was wafting off the white shirt that Silas had lent him as they walked out of the tree house to get started on their journey.
Silas smelt like the forest on a cool and breezy evening, strangely reminding the vampire of the evening walks that he used to enjoy when he was still human.
Too bad, Ebenezer still wanted to kill him even though he smelt so good.
