But that's back in your world, isn't it? What are the odds another bloody planet's got the same sort of— [ He stumbles a bit on the right word. Creature crosses his mind, which isn't meant to be uncharitable. ] Folk.

[ Talking about different worlds isn't as odd as it should be. 'Planet' is still a bit new, but he's a quick learner; quicker when he's sharing brainspace with people who have a broader perspective.

If the idea of 'a lot' of vampires showing up here bothers him, it doesn't look it. He splits his focus slightly, fussing at the sleeves of his shirt. Checking the daggers he's got hidden near his wrists, falling into idle routine. ] We've got Shadowspawn. You'd be hard pressed to say they'd ever been human, though— I'd never last in a conversation with one, for starters. I've never heard of any of them living off of blood, though I'm sure the flaming bastards would drink it for fun of it.