Susan came in close and looked at him, needing any sort of diversion she could get as he pulled her into an embrace. "You do need to rest," she admitted. "And that would be lovely." There was a bit of a smile on her face at the thought of going out and doing just that.
"Are they playing any murder mystery films? I might get a few clues," she chuckled softly, nodding as she agreed it would certainly help to take a break.
When he mentioned Vampires, she frowned, but then saw him looking at her notes. "Bletchley said he was arguing with her over the fact she liked to entertain Vampires. That's why he wanted to stop his son seeing her. Can't blame him, actually."
She snorted at the thought of vampires. "Well if it's true what they say about vampires, I doubt they would have left a drop of blood. I'm pretty sure she bled to death on the bed before her murderer dragged her to the bathtub."