"Too old for drama? That must be pretty old." She almost wants to laugh. She can't imagine it, but then again, she's always been a drama queen. The question of what she could offer any of the ones who will barter gets her thinking, though. Would the usual things like sex or her blood, she guesses, work for a trade? Probably better if she never has to find out.

"I think I'd really like that." She chews her bottom lip unconsciously. The thing is, she's not used to people staying around. Promises to meet tomorrow feel so sketchy when she hardly believes anyone really wants to give her a second pass. She thought she was okay with that but now she's actually excited by the idea of having someone else to talk about the weird things with. Someone who isn't going to look at her like a freak because of what she can do.

"You really mean that?"