Carol had a very good Cop Face.  She needed it.  Vampires?  Vampire cults?  Whatever, Theresa didn't seem in danger beyond her injuries...which seemed to bother her less now than when The detective had arrive, she could actually stand now.  Her head turned towards Sabien as the woman turned toward her...and very nearly went for her gun when the upper incisors turned into fangs,<br/><br/>She didn't delude herself about tricks of light or shadow, those teeth had grown right before her eyes, eyes that had never, ever betrayed her.  She felt herself going pale, an atavistic chill ran along her spine.  But her reaction was different from most people.  She went on the balls of her feet, shoulders loose, one hand on near gun, other on knife hilt, ready to go.<br/><br/>"I assume you deliberately let me see that."  She said flatly.