Isla & Zane & Open
The extent and variety of experiences Zane had after being turned made dark humour easier. While he did not hate his species nor himself for the dying decision he had made in that burning cathedral, finding humour in the darkness of the life that followed seemed the only way for him to deal with a lot of things.
"You are far better at that than I am," he teased. While it was obvious that the two vampires were not the oldest by any means, it was rare to see any older than them at the Cirque though he remembered hearing of one, Zane understood that Isla had a lot better hold of herself than he did. Zane was no new vampire, unable to understand themselves completely, but he knew himself to be flawed by experience and that he could be stubborn opposed to embracing the moment when fun was around.
Setting his Groot mask on the ground, he pulled his hair back into a low ponytail. "So you just bite until you catch one?"