Babara took her seat, head tilted at Cassandra before she let out a small bleat, blushing faintly. "Hm. I've always wondered what it felt like when a vampire fed on you." Then she shuddered. "But the idea of getting sucked dry...Meh-eh, that restoration spell would really be a hassle. Plus I don't like the idea of my blood getting sucked out against my will."<br/><br/>She leaned back in her chair, cutting into her steak with a thoughtful look on her face. "...Then again...I've always wanted to learn everything about creatures that roam this earth...Their feeding habits...what they hunt and why...How do they treat their prey? Is it always a fight for survival, or is there room for fun on the side...?" She took a bite of the steak and began prodding at her veggies vacantly. "I remember spending weeks inside a nagas stomach one time. Master Wyze was furious, but I think he was just worried. That naga was very nice. She kept me safe and even fed me on a regular enough basis...So much there is to learn, and yet so little that a book could tell you..."<br/><br/>After a moment she seemed to snap back to earth, shooting up from her chair and even toppling it back. "Meh-eh! I forgot the drinks!" she whined, darting through the kitchen doors.