Bernard
"Yeah! I'm still... Trying to carry on what we started."

*The larger question would certainly wait as long as possible, if Morgan could help it. Her ears almost turned to face the new voice, glad that anyone was ignoring her actual condition besides a fellow infectee.*

"Whoa... So cool..."

*Morgan's eyes lit up. She wished she was that coooool.*
Charles
"You've seduced one girl tonight, Miss Taito, don't make it a second!"
*The first sellsword groaned, a few of the others nodding and chuckling as they made an exit - yelling a promise for drinks on them next time they were all together. The tavern's numbers had thinned significantly, the evening drinkers slowly replaced by the midnight crowd and softening the atmosphere. Taito shook her head and grumbled a threat to a couple of those remaining around their table, gripping her katana and rattling it angrily. Soon enough, only a couple mercenaries were left, either passed-out drunk or reserved enough to watch their liquour.*
"Good time to ask... You're awfully pale, ain'tcha? An' you don't strike me as timid, so what's the deal?"
*She slowly layered the question as those left held their breaths, Millie pursing her lips and darted her eyes away. Taito, however, kept her gaze fixed steadily on Morgan, a small knowing smile on her lips.*
Bernard
*"You didn't need to say it..."*

*If anything, a glower is shot at Taito's way and Morgan's fists tighten just a little... And the remembrance of those days brought tears nearly to fruition.*

"I'm... I-I-umm, I'm... I'm... A... *Vampire.*"

*The very word was forced out of the Kitsune's tongue, as if saying it was an effort akin to pushing a ton of steel from Salvania to Irunia.*

"...Why did I have to just *Say* It? Everyone *Knew.* This just rubs it in my face."

"...I can't go an hour without being reminded of it..."