Rogue. Even the girl's name was beautiful. Regan blushed slightly, a bit of a giggle escaping as she put her head down.<span style="color: #A020F0">"Yeah, we were both pretty freaked out I suppose."</span>When the girl vamped out it was more like what she had thought all vampires looked like. Only much worse.<br/><br/>She looked up at the girl as she pulled the thong out of her wet braid. When the girl looked back up again their eyes locked for a brief moment. Regan looked away and blushed as the girl occupied herself with removing her wet braid. The girl really was gorgeous, even though she was sopping wet.<br/><br/>Then she asked her about why she was here. That caught her off guard. She leaned against the cave wall and looked away, biting her lip. She couldn't tell her. To do so would be to reveal her gender to her. She had been made fun of it mostly her whole life. Only recently was she ever praised for it. But what if it disgusted the girl? What if it freaked her out? No, it was best not to say.<span style="color: #A020F0">"I... was under a lot of pressure... I just... had to get away..."</span>It was probably the easiest explanation she could give. At least it was true.<br/><br/>She looked back at Rogue and her disheveled appearance.<span style="color: #A020F0">"What about you? What happened to you to tear your clothes? Were you attacked?"</span>She was curious to know.