Oh, thank every single deity in every single pantheon. She only got here a month ago, and there's no way any reasonable person would use a couple months to mean a month, right? So whatever's going on, at least the vampires didn't follow her here. Sunshine's panic recedes from master vampire stalking me across dimensions levels to I live in an unwarded apartment and there's vampires on the loose levels, which, you wouldn't think there would be any difference between the two. You'd be wrong. It's not a huge difference, but Sunshine's practically a levels-of-panic connoisseur by this point, and it's definitely there.
"I really don't know anything," she says, which is just a blatant lie, but the reassuring, friendly cop thing didn't work for the SOF guys back home until Pat locked the door and turned blue, and she knew it wasn't an act for them - they really did want to look out for her. She doesn't know anything about Spencer. She has no idea how he'll react if she tells him what she knows. She does, however, have a sneaking suspicion that I don't know anything is about to become this year's I don't remember, which is just peachy.
(Sunshine is truly looking forward to the day when she can talk to cops without feeling the need to lie about something. Really, she is.)
"But I'd like to stop looking at that body now, if it's all the same to you." A body in an alley near her work... vampires involved... it's all too familiar and she glances down at her hands automatically, half expecting to see them covered in - no, no, not thinking about it. But no, they're just her hands, perfectly clean, with the golden lines just visible in the shadows. They haven't done horrible things for more than six months now. Whatever this is, it's nothing to do with her.
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"I really don't know anything," she says, which is just a blatant lie, but the reassuring, friendly cop thing didn't work for the SOF guys back home until Pat locked the door and turned blue, and she knew it wasn't an act for them - they really did want to look out for her. She doesn't know anything about Spencer. She has no idea how he'll react if she tells him what she knows. She does, however, have a sneaking suspicion that I don't know anything is about to become this year's I don't remember, which is just peachy.
(Sunshine is truly looking forward to the day when she can talk to cops without feeling the need to lie about something. Really, she is.)
"But I'd like to stop looking at that body now, if it's all the same to you." A body in an alley near her work... vampires involved... it's all too familiar and she glances down at her hands automatically, half expecting to see them covered in - no, no, not thinking about it. But no, they're just her hands, perfectly clean, with the golden lines just visible in the shadows. They haven't done horrible things for more than six months now. Whatever this is, it's nothing to do with her.