Talking about this is making her skin crawl, it's true, but it's so vastly hypothetical that she can't be scared yet. Sure, she has no idea what she'd do if she ever had to fight a werewolf, but surely that could wait until she'd been back in town for at least a week?

"Well, I guess that's the only thing any of us can hope for at the end, right? We all have to die someday."

She came pretty close tonight, really. It's starting to hit her.

"You know, I want to see Paris. That's been my dream for a long, long time. You think if you had to kill me, you could at least let me do that first? You could come with, even."