"Everybody feeds off somebody?" Hasi guesses. "The ones they targeted, they were the vampires feeding off bagged, who were trying to behave themselves. That's pretty sadistic."

She remembers Mitchell's reaction when she told him about that, and briefly is caught up in wondering what that reaction entirely meant again. The lapse back into thoughts she didn't want to have frustrates her--she's meant to be going out to avoid thinking of him, why let it creep back up on her? So she reaches to finish off her own sushi plate.

"And not," she adds, "in the way that I conventionally enjoy."

Madam.