"Mother?" She repeats under her breath, a hint of laughter to it. It's an utterly ridiculous title. "I'll steer clear of 'er."

"Yeah, for real. We all got normal relatives, right?" Her lips twitch into a little grin. Well, maybe some from the bigger families don't but he'd just admitted he was bitten. "Don't think he'll be too bothered if they don't let 'im. He's used to stickin' to the fringes since he's been doin' it a long while. His lil' brother was like us." Her father, technically. "And he knew my mom and all their friends for ages. He knows to be out of the way when the moon's right."

She rolls her cup between her hands for a few moments. "I've only been, you know, for a few months. And we had a basement back in the States. Rope and stuff helps too." She's insisted on the extremes since activating the curse, terrified she might accidentally hurt him. It had worked so far, but she can't say she doesn't look forward to having someplace safer to go to.