Frankie looked at the strange shapeshifter, watching her clutch the food packets desperately.  He knelt down to her level, looking her in the eye as his hand crept up to her shoulder.  "It's amazing how many sick fathers and one legged brothers I've heard of in my time.  I like helping those folk.  Lets go take a look at them shall we?  I might just be able to arrange for you to get some medical care."  Frankie said softly, grinning madly as he called her on her bluff.<br/><br/>The girl's face had reconfigured itself into that of the vampire Frankie once knew, and her canines were quickly elongating into fangs.  At the rate she was going, the sun would be burning her horribly.  Frankie began to wonder if she even knew what was going on, and casually ran a finger along her face, poking the metal stud that had pushed its way out of her nose.