[It's such a simple sentence, but it's enough to feel her heart drop into the pit of her stomach. She's not foolish enough to believe that Doc was the only vampire in all of Penance. Logically, she knows better than that. She knows that Klaus was one, after all.
But she can't help but feel that sharp, irrational fear that comes from someone who knows what angelic blood does to a vampire.
It's not anger so much as dread, and after a long period of silence she knows she should say something, but all she can manage is:]
no subject
But she can't help but feel that sharp, irrational fear that comes from someone who knows what angelic blood does to a vampire.
It's not anger so much as dread, and after a long period of silence she knows she should say something, but all she can manage is:]
Oh.