“ well , that blows . . . d'you have all of the other weaknesses ? like . . . you can't eat italian food ! no garlic ! ” a hum . . . before pulling back her sleeve . “ d'you need blood ? i'm more than happy to donate it , y'know ! ”

“ that's . . . wow . i really didn't expect that . ” again , a few blinks of surprise , as she tilts her head and steps a bit closer . “ how interestin' . . . d'you know how this even happened ? did you get bitten by somethin' , or . . . ? ”

blink , blink . sure , she recognized her almost instantly , but . . . hey , if she didn't /want/ to be recognized , she won't call her out on it . “ um , yeah , hi . . . it's goin' okay . why the . . . attire ? ” . . . okay so she may have lied .

she could have sworn she saw that cloaked shadow stare at her for a moment... maybe she was imagining things. but she couldn't shake off the feeling of beimg watched...

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤthaaaank you! ㅤㅤㅤㅤand of course you can! ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

she had noticed . . . /something/ following her , yes , but it wasn't until that sound that she decided to turn around to try and catch the figure .