[ lottie looks between the stake and the blonde. she nods slowly, in the sense that that much ought to be obvious. duh. why else would someone carry around a stake? ]
...oh. Right. The sun and the burning and... You're not a vampire. [ she lowers the stake. ] Sorry.
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...oh. Right. The sun and the burning and... You're not a vampire. [ she lowers the stake. ] Sorry.