If it made Maurice feel any better... there really wasn't.

She was the same old Heather, and there really wasn't anything remarkable about her. Not on the surface.

"Don't mention it."

She shoved her hands into the hoodie pocket, scuffing a bare foot (now distinctly less clawed and massive and distinctly more pink and fleshy) against the ground.

"Do you like... need a doctor?"

Were there any vampire doctors around here? She knew there was that hospital in Daggit, but...