"Don't go there at night," she says, reflexively; she goes there, because...well, she has her reasons, and she has her ways of being safe, but Conway strikes her as someone who probably shouldn't be in Mafaton too much. Or, like she says-- at night. "Mafaton is a cruorvore area -- vampires. Blood-drinkers. Some of them try to live the way anyone else does; there are ways, for them to be safe." For them to keep others safe, but it all works out to the same thing and she shrugs.

"It was politics. But they were starved and then poisoned and riots were incited. It wasn't nice."

Ivan would've killed her that night, if he'd made it back to the flat. If she'd still been there when he did. It's a strange thought, now, when she can still remember what it felt like to bleed out.