“It was to lure me into trusting them,” she realized. Then muttered, “To think I thought this trial would lead to something a lot sexier than fighting an imposter version of you and drinking blood.” “Don’t tell me you’re disappointed you didn’t get to live out a wild illusion of another nature?” He started to scoff, before pausing thoughtfully and saying, “Actually, do tell. I’m desperate to know what sort of wicked fantasies live in your head.”
