"yeah well mums dead so ill be seeing moreso her grave then her"
"I see."
"ironic mums dead sisters dead father doesn't care that i exist i'm the last waker standing"
"...It's best not to dwell on the topic."
"yeah no good can come from it plus my sister would slap me were she still alive she burnt a library down you know yelling something like "knowledge is depression!"
"...Interesting." She finished her tea and decided to close her eyes. "So, do you have any solid plans for the future?"
"well i have an eternity to plan for since well im immortal assuming i don't get killed but the short answer is maybe if humans stop hating vampires settle down maybe open a shop nothing fancy really"
"That's a good goal."
"i doubt it will come to fruition"
"Humans change, you never know."
"honestly as the cheesy historians always say "time will tell"
She nodded. "Only time will tell..."
"yeah a shop maybe then i could set the guns down the sword down and really take a look at myself i look like a madman traveling around in rags"
"You can get somebody to buy you clothes. Better ones."
"too risky i don't want to threaten others again currently humans are judgmental little pricks"
"Ehm... just tell them your size. They can just lie."
"and if they are caught seeing me?" he raises a brow
"look revenge you have good intentions i respect that but ill do things the way i deem will bring about the less pain"
She shook her head. "Ah, tell me your size. I'll say it was for a friend. And I'll buy it from somewhere far."
"that might work usually its just been me wandering from country to country last time i took a break i was in russia yeah vampires don't function well in cold it can't kill us but it messes us up something fierce killed a vamp that way though!"
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