Edward turned his head to look at Beatrice for moment. "What do I think of Van Helsing?" he repeated quietly. "Well, I think he's a murderer and a holy man... his reputation precedes him wherever he goes, and... I owe him my life." He smiled grimly at her shocked expression. "He didn't kill me in cold blood because I've done nothing wrong. I'm grateful for the chance he's given me to find Dracula... just wait till I get a hold of that monster... for what he's done to me, my family, and Hannah..."
'Hey, Van Helsing let you come for a reason... we'll just have to see what it is."
"I try my best," Edward. I hope Van Helsing isn't giving Hannah a hard time...
"No," he said calmly. "After my family was killed I told myself that I would never stoop to that level of a person. There are other ways to deal withi things besides death and anger."
"That is a good question," Edward said, smiling slightly. "It's the reason why I have never killed anything in my life."
"So do humans," Edward commented. "And people don't go around killing us."
"Well," Edward began uneasily. "Because werewolves are still people like the rest of us."
"Oh, great," Edward replied. "So werewolves don't creep you out?"
"How much do you know about werewolves?" Edward asked tentatively now.
"So..." Edward asked as they rode. "You lived on the little farm here your whole life?"
"Good," Edward said, jumping onto the horse's back. "Sit in front of me, if you don't mind; you're much smaller."
"We have four people and two horses..." Edward said, stepping toward Van Helsing's horse now. "I know," Van Helsing said, mounting Lexi and holding a hand out to Hannah. "I'm not letting you two ride my horse alone... in fact, I'm not leaving you two alone period." Edward glared for a moment, and then looked at Hannah. "Go on," he said, stepping over to Beatrice and Sorin.
"Let's go," Edward said, following Hannah over to where Van Helsing had yelled from.
"What can I do?" Edward asked, concerned. "Do you need something?"
"Are you alright?" Edward asked Hannah when he saw the look on her face. Everyone spread out, shouting Beatrice's horse's name. "What's wrong?"
Edward stifled a laugh. "If we find your horse, when can we leave?"
"Good enough," said Edward. 'We should get moving now." He eyed Hannah carefully. "The sun will be coming up and we still need to look for Jinx if we want to know where we're even headed."
"How well?" Edward asked. "Well enough to fight the devil?" Van Helsing asked cynically.
Edward glanced at her sword. "Can you use that thing?" he asked.
"What else should I say?" Edward asked. "If that's all you know, Beatrice, then... I guess it's up to you what you want to do."
