"A vampire?" Not that she knew if it was common for their pulse to be any different from that of a human. But she had never heard anything different regarding Zero's own. Dead, though? In the end an amused expression crossed her face. "You must have hit your head, Zero." What a joke.

She turned back toward the direction of the violin. Honestly, it was difficult for her to see anything past the rain. The sound of that haunting melody reached down deep inside her. She tried to ground herself as a gust of wind blew strong and she felt herself pushed forward into Zero, her cheek squished up against him.

"To think he could play like this in the middle of a storm, though."