Carmilla gasped like a drowning fish as Shock pushed into her stomach, still gripping her neck. When Shock finally shoved her away, it took the vampiress several moments to steady herself and stand back up. She glared, but slowly started walking away, clutching her torso with one hand and rubbing her neck with the other. 

Carmilla may have been stubborn, but she wasn't stupid. Whatever had happened, Shock wasn't just out to fight. She hadn't been attacking out of anger or sadistic entertainment. There had been hatred in those eyes. And Carmilla would never admit it, but that scared her in a very unpleasant way. 

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Lillith listened quietly. At some point, she shifted back to pull him into her lap and cuddle him, but she wasn't really sure when that had happened. When he finished speaking, she stayed silent. That was a lot to digest. Now that she was thinking about it... Yeah, none of the other denizens really grew or changed, ever. The tricksters grew more in four years than Mummy Boy or Corpse Kid had in nearly fifteen. Jack had only ever worn one outfit that she had seen, and even Lillith herself never really changed her appearance either until she had started dating Lock. She had just... never really thought about it. Aside from all the preparation for each Halloween, the passage of time wasn't... really something she noticed. Every day was just like every other. All the same people, doing all the same things, in all the same ways--

"What about Carver?" she asked. "She changes all the time. And I'm pretty sure she used to be shorter, too. ...Is that why she spends so much time with you?" She tilted her head curiously, which looked rather less cute than when she was in bat form.