Frankie backed a couple of steps away from the newly awakened vampire, unconsciously taking up something of a fighting stance.  The girl seemed to be the victim of some freak magical effect.  Unfortunately, that was even worse than if she was simply a Brood assassin.  Frankie wondered how much luck she'd have controlling her newfound vampiric strength, considering that she could quite easily collapse the entire warehouse with just a bit of effort.<br/><br/>He gave the girl a friendly look as he backed against a stack of crates, his cold undead hands pressing lightly against the stack as he leaned into it.  "It seems you've become the victim of a freak magical effect."  Frankie told her gently, concealing the slight amounts of fear creeping into his heart.  The girl was a shapeshifter who could not yet control her transformation.  Lovely.  Frankie began trying to figure out how to get the girl to transform.  She had transformed herself into a person from his memory, so perhaps that was the nature of her power.  Frankie's thoughts turned to Elohim briefly as his hands came in front of him and he prepared to risk physical contact with the girl, always a dangerous idea around shapeshifters.