Ryder laughed. "Yeah, she quite the character." She felt her wound, and said, "I'll be right back." Strolling outside, she looked for something inside her bag. All she had in their was a raty looking cocktail dress from her vampire slaughter spree, her wallet, a pair of socks, and a eight inch bladed dagger. Sighing, she began to rip her dress into long strips, and wrapped them around her back, stopping the blood flow easily.
She steped back inside, and asked Zane,"How do you know Luna?" It wasn't much of a conersation starter, but it was a try. That's what she gets for being such a loner.