Rose didn't quite believe what she was hearing. She was apparently attacked by a vampire, but she knew they didn't exist. Were these Seattle men on drugs also? Did he expect her to believe such bollocks? The mystery man also claimed himself as a vampire. She had heard of people believing they were vampires and tried to live like them, but for them to actually exist? That wasn't possible. There was never any proof to solidify the existence of such creatures. That would be saying werewolves and other supernatural beings existed. While she did believe in demons and angels, man-made folklore wasn't quite as believable.<br/><br/>"Wait, what?" she asked with much skepticism, "Vampires don't exist... unless you mean those cults where people dress up and wear artificial fangs and drink the fake blood... I've never heard of such a thing in my life..." though she wanted to believe his part about hearing her, she truly believed he had been stalking her instead. Though, in this one instance, she was glad he was stalking or else she would've been dead. When he brought up walking her home, she felt nervous. What if he wanted to harm her too? Then raced her mind with the usual questions in this type of situation. Besides, she didn't allow herself to get close to men anymore. Not after her ex-fiance, and what he did.<br/><br/>"While I do appreciate the offer, I just..." she frowned as she politely declined, "I just kind of want to be alone and have time to think is all. I really do appreciate you helping me, and it was quite kind of you. I hope I haven't spoiled your evening, and I bid farewell. Have a nice night, sir." with that, she dusted off her clothes, and began walking towards her apartment. She couldn't help but to wonder if this man would continue stalking her. She was grateful for him being there when he was, but the whole idea of vampires made him appear to be somewhat crazy. What was she to believe anymore?