The light smugness was evident even at this distance, which wasn't unusual, the vampire had always been a jerk, though usually she didn't get the idea that she should be wary of him. He stopped at a statue, seemingly to read the plaque at the base of a statue. He had to know she was there, a certainty about his demeanor told her that, but he didn't call out or even act like she was there.

The orders had been clear, however, the Holy Church had commanded that the Vampire be killed. Valdis hesitated, Devin had never been a threat, why did Ban Om want him dead? She shook her head, removing the remaining distance between them, left hand resting on her sword. She could fight with both, but no need to imply a fight right away.

"Tell, me," she said as she stopped next to him, "Do stakes kill vampires?"