Well... shit. No real way she can think to talk herself out of explaining herself. At least a little.
"In a way..." She averted her eyes - odd for her - as she tried to not give too much away. "Where I'm from we have what are called blood whores. Moroi - and some Strigoi - feed on dhampirs while having sex with them. They drink their blood at the same time."
She'd always despised blood whores. And then she'd been forced to be one against her will for... God, she hadn't been able to keep track of the passage of time back then, when she was held captive and turned into a blood whore.
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"In a way..." She averted her eyes - odd for her - as she tried to not give too much away. "Where I'm from we have what are called blood whores. Moroi - and some Strigoi - feed on dhampirs while having sex with them. They drink their blood at the same time."
She'd always despised blood whores. And then she'd been forced to be one against her will for... God, she hadn't been able to keep track of the passage of time back then, when she was held captive and turned into a blood whore.