Rutile truly hails from an alien world based on that description - though given that they're a gem, Devin more or less already knew that. For now, he'll allow the subject to drop, but he files the information away. Sore subjects always had the potential to be useful.
"That's an unpleasant threat to be looming over your shoulders all the time," is what Devin says instead, and leaves it there.
"There are different kinds of vampires depending on what world someone is from, just like humans," he continues, taking hold of the side of the wheelbarrow that the handle broke from so Rutile can continue to push it evenly. "In my world, vampires are undead creatures - I have no pulse, and I never have. Most vampires were formerly human and turned, but a few like me are born. We're unnatural fast and strong, with heightened senses; and most detestably of all, we are required to consume a measure of human blood to survive."
This last is said with a bitter smile, and far too casually for the clear distaste Devin has for his own kind.
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"That's an unpleasant threat to be looming over your shoulders all the time," is what Devin says instead, and leaves it there.
"There are different kinds of vampires depending on what world someone is from, just like humans," he continues, taking hold of the side of the wheelbarrow that the handle broke from so Rutile can continue to push it evenly. "In my world, vampires are undead creatures - I have no pulse, and I never have. Most vampires were formerly human and turned, but a few like me are born. We're unnatural fast and strong, with heightened senses; and most detestably of all, we are required to consume a measure of human blood to survive."
This last is said with a bitter smile, and far too casually for the clear distaste Devin has for his own kind.