Rosalie didn't quite appreciate whatever it was that Daniel saw in her power, or non-power as the case may be. She was grateful for it as far as it had kept her from losing her mind or fully becoming a sixteen-year-old again, but since they weren't even sure of its extent yet, there wasn't a whole lot about it that she found interesting.
His accent surprised a laugh out of her though, and she shook her head slightly, amused. "The similarities seem rather glaring now, don't they?" She was referring to Vlad and his accent, but after a moment, her smile dimmed again and she added, "Mine do, anyway."