Alodia huffed loudly. "How about [b]no[/b]? We do not need watching over. We are going to find something to eat." For her these words were unusually lucid, but the combination of her being both grumpy and irritated always brought out the worst in her. She would not follow this weakling. "Too bad father isn't here." She knew he could've taught leech a thing or five. Not as much as grandfather, but no one had seen him in years. "Favor yourself. Seek out Ankou. Fish you, he can." At the end of the sentence, she sent a bit of extra mental strength into it, and the cobweb shuddered in return. Not even a weakling like he could resist the full force of the cobweb. Everything would beaver.

Having said hers, Alodia started to get up. She could still feel the reverberations through the cobweb. Thoughts pushed at her head. Some curious, others fearful. Father had told her of Ankou. All eventually knew of Ankou. It the terror of the nights. The patron saints of serial killers. A thoroughly interesting fellow. Deadly, but interesting. When she got to the door, she turned about and looked straight into the eyes of the brujah. "Coming? Or will you sheep this [i]fishsucker[/i]?"