"Sing a lullaby, sing a song... Speak those little words, and whisper not one..." —Belladonna.
.....
"Come on, I don't bite..."
Belladonna couldn't move a muscle after hearing Zarvoth repeat his words, not because she didn't know how to, but when to. She made a wrong decision by going into a Vampire lord's room. Not just any vampire, but someone who made her uncomfortable during their second meeting.
'Pat... Pat..'
The sound of his hands tapping the bed mattress echoed through the room, and broke Belladonna out her thoughts. She looked back at him, with a gaze quite shifted from reality.
"Are you going to stand or...," Slightly irritated by her lack of movement paused Zarvoth's words, as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He could have stood up and handled the situation, but he didn't want to. And noticing that Belladonna won't leave that particular spot, he choosed a rather straightforward request.