[Occasionally there is a pause, arms crossing over chest to consider before they are unfurled in order to pace again. She is listening despite her brain screaming at her in two very different voices with two very different aches attached to them.]

You have called yourself a vampire, so you retain his blood, his traits. But you do not align with them because of your mother’s humanity?

[Full question with a light frosting of skepticism. Can one be of two very different worlds yet still be wholly apart from both? Can a monster walk in darkness and light? Her fingers twist together as she stops, unconscious of her own bleak prayer.]