“oh, bite me. i’m so sick of demons telling me what i do or don’t have the privilege of anymore.”

      the emotion behind her response triggered the change in color of her eyes, which immediately got her to avert her gaze and start walking. she couldn’t do this here and now– she didn’t want to become like one of them, but she was already so ANGRY and HURT.

      feeling those emotions tore at the edges of the hole where her soul used to be ( it was like poking at a wound that would never heal, and it hurt so fucking much ). it was why she’d told herself that any person or demon she came across from her past ( who only seemed to hurt her back then ) she wasn’t going to be kind.

             “——what, there’s actually rumors about me now?”

       “_{if you would like to be bitten, i’m sure i could find a few vampires that would love to do so, but let’s not go down that road.” at least not if he could help it, “i’m trying to be nice here, jan.”}

         _{well, it wasn’t exactly ‘nice’, but it wasn’t exactly his per-usual rudeness either. so, he was at least trying to be decent – note trying, and failing all the same. “more to the point,” he continued, “i always wondered how you actually ended up down there.”} 

         _{then again, ky doubted that she would explain things to him — all he knew was rumors and even then? they were less than accurate or so he believed. “then again, rumors are just rumors — why’d you end up down there anyways?”}