"Feeder, walking blood bag, same difference." Jill grinned with a shadow of her former cheerfulness. "I swear to God, at this point if someone starts killing off the people I eat from, I will turn Strigoi just to get even."
Because really, at this point the only difference between her and a Strigoi was the degree of evil. And anymore, she was starting to think maybe the Strigoi weren't quite so bad after al.