[ She laughs at his thought about bodily dragging Red Son out by his ear. ] I have other ways. You catch more flies with honey and all that. [ Her expression is as close as one can get to a wink without actually doing it. ]

Sunburns? They're caught in a scroll that tortures you with memories, or something like that. Or were.

If you don't know much about vampires then I won't have to have you unlearn any horrible cliches, which is a relief if I'm honest. The stories never do us justice.

If you ever need a fellow immortal to spar with, consider this an open offer. I have such a hard time finding others who can keep up.