[The fingers that had so casually danced along the wood stopped as he moved, curling over the hard edge of the chair, not clenching but very aware of a possible threat as he moved closer, Rose tracking him, eyes moving to the exit then back to the man.

She silently weighed up what it would cost her to be honest with him, without realizing it, turning her body so that she never allowed herself to be anything but face on.]

Dhampir. [Looking for a flash of recognition at the word.] Half human, half vampire.

[Always looking for a reaction.]

Beyond that I can't tell you much. My little trip here did a real number on my head.

[Mostly true. She had said much, not nothing.]