The ride to Falner is a silent one, but the feeling inside of the car is quiet, almost reflexive. She spends most of the time looking outside, marveling at how different everything looks while her fingers caress the fabric of the seats, taking in the sensations it brings.

And now and then she thinks of other vampires doing all sorts of things her father would usually claim they all did, and she goes a little quieter.

The sight of the gates snaps her out of it, and she grows increasingly nervous as they reach the mansion. Everything is starting to slow down now, bit by bit.