This wasn't how it was supposed to go. When I asked her to come back here. I thought I was going to just leave her here with you and stop dragging her down. And she thought-

[ Okay so their decision to come back may or may not have been at least in part a result of mutual drunken admissions of fondness for their dhampir. And he'd thought that he'd found an easy escape route, and she'd thought that they'd just come back and everyone would articulate feelings as easily as she did and this would all go fine. ]

-and neither of those things fucking happened. And now I'm sharing a bed with a fucking vampire and I have no idea what the fuck I'm supposed to do about that.