Izzy followed him down the deserted side street, pausing only a moment to give a quick glance at the very few people out and about that glorious summer morning before stepping into the shade cast by the nearest buildings.
	“It's no worse than brother-sweat," she grumbled, rolling her eyes. "But there’s only one way to find out if it’ll work, right? You know, I’m not entirely sure how I should feel about you knowing more about vampires than me.” She gave Trevor a small, teasing smile. "I should seriously start reading up more on their lore.”
	Her expression sobered. “Here’s probably as good a place as any.” Her pace slowed.