Chapter 119:- ...
Her partner chimes in. “Some of your attitudes can appear, ah, er, a bit inconsistent. Occasionally. No offence. It's probably due to transcription errors. Or bad dreams. May I cite relevant examples for your response?”
“No.”
The woman half-shouts again. Has vampiric stealth been consigned to history? “To clarify your teachings. Surely it's a tenet beyond dispute that we must only drink synthetic blood?” The expectancy in her face, that I will concur with her, unsettles me more than any fight to the death I've experienced.