[Ah. It's been awhile since someone reacted to her in such a way. Immediately she's frowning, fangs hanging over the pout of her lower lip. Her arms cross over her front as she stares at him, annoyed that she isn't holding his hand anymore.]
Do I look dead to you? No. I'm not. Chiropterans are born.
[At least the queens are. The rest are turned - by her or her twin.]
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Do I look dead to you? No. I'm not. Chiropterans are born.
[At least the queens are. The rest are turned - by her or her twin.]
I've never been human and I never will be.