(directly following the events
here)
The shadows fell from around them, and Calvin saw the familiar surrounds of their balcony high above West 26th Street. He looked down into Ceri's face in the moonlight.
"No, this won't do, I'm afraid."
She looked up at him, eyebrows raised, and he gently brushed the backs of his fingers across one pale cheek. "You're almost translucent, Ceri. That much Auspex, not to mention the shadows and Presence? You need to feed, my darling."
Not giving her a chance to protest, as he was sure she was going to, he wrapped them once again in shadow, and visualised the darkness of Chelsea Park. That much was within his reach, barely - she wasn't the only one who needed to feed.