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[rakta]

So is the nature of the creatures.

[ Lauralae does not seem offended by the notion of it, at least; only curious, her eyes flickering a little. Blood is a familiar companion to her, the taste of it warm and friendly on her tongue, an old kin that she had never been able to leave behind. It is not necessary for her survival, but she does not shun it either, content to drown herself in whatever she is given.

Blood is a part of her, in a sense both literal and less so.

Tilting her head up, she watches him for a moment before her lips curl, a proper smile at least. It's slight, a small slash on her mouth, but it remains all the same. ]

I would like to meet her. I might give her blood, if she is of need of it. I would not mind.

[ She's fed vampires before, and she would do it again. ]