She opened an eye and looked at him. Her eyes ran up and down what was little more than the shadow of a form, now. She wasn't sure what differences existed in vampires between their worlds, but imagined a blood-crazed bloodsucker probably, well, sucked in them both.

She let out a heavy breath. And pushed at her hair with both hands. "I imagine the bastards weren't expecting quite a performance." she straightened, smoothing her shirt. "I might ask you along, next moon."