"Not sure that makes it any better." Her nose crinkles up like she's imaging what that kid produces after eating whatever mushy crap he's gotta eat.

Because he's not a vampire. That's not a thing. Nope.

"I mean-- kid snatching? At least tell me this is some kinda alternate world where you're a dark babysitter or something." Faith reads comics, OK. Alternate dimensions are no big, here.