[Spell. His sister was a witch. Or that’s what he told her. Daisy was more than happy to be disracted right now, even if he seemed irritated at having to explain this to her.

Daisy leaned in a little closer to him, arms resting against the counter top.]

So your mom is a witch, like your sister? And she, what? Made you into a vampire? I thought a vampire had to bite someone? Then, you know, that person drinks their blood.

[She’s just trying to understand all of this.

At his threat, Daisy’s eyes flickered to his mouth. She didn’t see fangs, and if he was friendly with Fitz how bad could he actually be?]

Cute.

[She’s already dealt with some pretty messed up shit today, and she’s just tipsy enough to really not feel that threatened by him. Not to mention if he had gone around drinking people’s blood, wouldn’t it be common knowledge at this point?

But then his eyes change into a golden color and they’re glowing. Not to mention the whites of his eyes are now black. Daisy doesn’t quite back off though. She’s seen some pretty weird things back home.]

How’d you do that?