Vladimir was completely grossed out when the girl asked him if she could touch him while she was letting drool run out of her mouth. [i]The people of this era are all mad[/i] he thought to himself as he took a step back.

"May I ask why you have an interest to touch me? You look quite mad" he said to her as he let his fingernails grow into sharp claws in case she tried to do something she would regret.