Dominik's eyes widened at a bit for that, a little surprised by her boldness. Even through all her anger her actions again showed she seemed to care about her brothers more than she was admitting to him. Not that she owed a stranger anything, especially one who'd showed up at her door as he had.
"What do you expect to face in your own kitchen? A demon rising up from the flames of your hearth?" The hunter snorted a wry chuckle, shaking his head at the ridiculousness his thoughts had wandered into.
Without further ceremony he stepped through to the space they'd only just abandoned, boots shuffling quietly across the floor as he cast a look to the window Aiden had been staring out before. He saw only darkness and the subtle haze of mist in the distance, ignorant to whatever it was that the vampire had sensed as the night seemed quiet and calm now.
"This won't take long anyway," he murmured, half thinking out loud as he stepped past her abandoned table. Though the room was less crowded than before he still struggled to stifle the nervous shifting of his feathers, keeping them relatively still through willpower alone though his concentration darkened his expression to a tense frown.
Against his skin the subtle and nearly silent twitches felt like his wings were ready to burst out and unfurl to fill the room. He knew rationally it wouldn't serve him at all and probably cripple any chance at escape should trouble find them, but the irrational desire was there anyway just beneath the surface.
