Thirsty? Her back straightened, even while his hand gripped hers. So what. Even if she was, that didn't change anything. The frustration and confusion she harbored grew in response.

She wasn't delusional or anything. It's the only thing that makes sense...! She thought, hysterically. She ground her teeth, fangs bared beneath the length of her hair. In contrast to the state of her heart, her words abruptly became quiet.

"...Did you think that just because I died, I'd be human too?"

She took her hand back. Death had been such a far off thought. Although the idea of living forever had terrified her, she had never thought of what awaited after death. Simply because it wasn't something she had expected.

Her back rose and fell as she silently laughed, before the mirth died. There wasn't anything funny. She just didn't know how to handle anything. She licked her lips and stared at the ground, quietly solemn.

"I was born a vampire. So doesn't it make sense that when I died, I'd still be a beast, too?" There wasn't a need to touch upon her thirst. She didn't want to think about it at the moment. Too much was already going on.