[His eyes watch her start, hesitate, then stop. He doesn't hold it against her, whatever she thought about saying and didn't.]
Some on the Frontier would tell you a different story, [he adds before asking his own question to what she had said.] The vampire I was looking for.
They would tell you he helped them. And he did, some of them. He would bring back their crops, or cure a town's disease, power a device which had been broken. [He knows the implication here, so he says:] He wouldn't turn them.
But most places he left, he wouldn't be empty-handed. He'd ask for their strongest, or he would take the most beautiful woman, or a child.
Who exactly would you feed to the end of all things?
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Some on the Frontier would tell you a different story, [he adds before asking his own question to what she had said.] The vampire I was looking for.
They would tell you he helped them. And he did, some of them. He would bring back their crops, or cure a town's disease, power a device which had been broken. [He knows the implication here, so he says:] He wouldn't turn them.
But most places he left, he wouldn't be empty-handed. He'd ask for their strongest, or he would take the most beautiful woman, or a child.
Who exactly would you feed to the end of all things?