Lara was glad for the ale that Bastel had saved for her and Orrin, again apologizing to the elf for nearly taking his head off with her gun before she too took a sip from the tankard before her.  She shivered again as Orrin explained what he knew about vampires, glad she hadn't tried to take it on by herself.  She most likely would have wound up dead or worse.  Once she was a bit calmer and clear headed, the tomb raider cast her eyes over her two friends, only then realizing she had stopped thinking of them as merely allies some time ago despite how little time had passed between them, and offered a somewhat cool smile as her confidence, or at least a convincing mask of such, returned to her features.  Leaning back in her chair, Lara cocked her head to the side, appearing every inch the confident warrior and explorer while secretly she was still trembling a bit from the encounter.  "Others have tried and failed to make me do anything I didn't wish to do.  Magical means or not, this thing can die like anything else, correct?  We just have to find a way to take her on is all, or at least protect ourselves from her until better options present themselves.  Is there any way to shield our rooms from a vampire's visit for example?"  She never thought she'd ask that question in her life, but from her experience, even gods had reason to fear death from her world anyway.  If the working theory that everything had a weakness held true in this world, then they just had to find Lilia's own that was all.  Easier said then done but at least it would give them some hope, something they all needed at this point.