Eventually, another figure would wander into the same backstreet where Sabine roamed. Eyes an icy blue, with pale blond hair that almost looked white, and pale, smooth skin. He had an angular face that might've looked oddly familiar to Sabine, but she of course wouldn't be able to place her finger on it. When the boy's eyes met Sabine's, he smiled in an attempt at warmth; but his mind was clearly elsewhere, thinking on recent events. Criticizing the good stuff and bashing himself for the bad stuff. "Sabine?" He called out to the vampire. "You alright? You look a tad bit... well, off."