[There's not as much verve to her voice as there should be. Even if she had been able to see him take a look at her, she wouldn't have snapped at him with the usual zing. It's hard to be herself when she's slipping away. Being outside, moving around, seeing movement like this--
And being so close to him, near enough that it's like the spirit itself can sense him, smell him, anticipate the moment her fangs will sink into his flesh and the way he'll scream and how the blood will--]
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[There's not as much verve to her voice as there should be. Even if she had been able to see him take a look at her, she wouldn't have snapped at him with the usual zing. It's hard to be herself when she's slipping away. Being outside, moving around, seeing movement like this--
And being so close to him, near enough that it's like the spirit itself can sense him, smell him, anticipate the moment her fangs will sink into his flesh and the way he'll scream and how the blood will--]
Uuh, so... so how far is the temple?
[Breathe. Focus. Focus.]