Victor turned around quickly at the sound of Ghosti's voice. His face was bright red.
"You heard!" He yelped. "I-I-I"
Ghosti smiled "don't be so bashful, Victor. I thought you were supposed to be all high and mighty!"
Victor bit his lip "I'm not used to making confessions. . ."
"I guessed that!"
Victor just stared at her, he wasn't used to getting teased. She prodded him in the chest and he flinched slightly.
"Sorry." Mumbling he turned around "I'm tired and I haven't actually sat down to eat in days, I'm a bit on edge." His tongue ran over the new fangs, how strange they were, did this mean that he could only eat, or drink, as it were, blood?
"I wonder where Spati and Moonsong have gotten off to?" Victor wondered aloud "and Lepidus. . .I hope he's okay."