" Words actually failed me. I felt as dumb as my lounge-less friend in the corner. " You injected me with vampire blood?" My words were said slowly, ensuring that I didn't get one wrong or accidentally call Francis a fucking asshat. " You're a vampire?" Francis' expression managed to convey how stupid he thought that question was. " I live underground, and you've never seen me outside. I'm pale in complexion ands obviously hundreds of years old. What did you think I was? Agoraphobic? "