“You are a vampire. I do have questions. They probably will sound silly to you.” I admitted reluctant to ask what questions sounded ridiculous to me.
Dorian smiled, which I tried not to address as a sign of humanity.
“Please, you may ask.” He confirmed with genuine interest it what I considered fantastical, or even absurd.
“Well, are the legends all accurate? Sunlight, silver, coffins, crucifixes, garlic, a stake in the heart…” I trailed the legendary topics of what I knew of vampires.
“You can stop there Laura.” He said with another smile in an attempt not to laugh at me. “Sunlight, yes I cannot tolerate it directly. I can move in the shadows and cloud cover well enough which is why I always emerge when the sun is setting. Coffins are for the dead, and I am not. I sleep in a bed j
