Izzy responded to Riley with a simple, noncommittal snort, then looked up when a voice floated from the classroom. Though it still held a hint of the childlike voice of Cerasus, it no sounded far more mature.
	She looked to Riley, then followed after him as he headed into the classroom. She came to a halt just inside the doorway when she saw the new Cerasus standing in place of the child. She glanced around the room, wondering if he had a stash of dated school uniforms somewhere, or if that was another vampiric ability.
	“Nothing like a nutrition-filled arm to make a young vampire grow up healthy and strong,” Izzy said, looking Cerasus over.