She watched his reaction in the mirror, the confusion and doubt clouded the happy little smile that had emerged after their tryst.  His crestfallen expression before her soon disappeared, as he left her and went to the bed.  She waited in the hallway, watching him try to process the impossibility she had made real.<br/><br/>"No, you're not hallucinating."  Her voice was soft, cautious.  "All of those things...they're true for me now."  At his last question, she approached him slowly, kneeling at his feet, her hands taking his and placing them at the puncture marks in his neck.  She nodded, sadly.  "What I'm doing now, letting you see me, even if I hadn't told you what I've become, is enough to probably get both of us killed...especially knowing what I am.  Our..." she swallowed the word hard, it being the first time she had recognized herself as inhuman aloud, "no,<em>my</em>kind have very strict rules about knowledge of our kind.  That's why we can't stay her now...why you have to be sure you want this..."  She searched his eyes as her hand squeezed his and then dropped to her lap.