"I just wanted to be clear," Melia said, shrugging. She tossed her head, somehow managing the gesture despite being underwater, with all the hair-floatiness that entailed. "I can find my own clothes, I'm sure," she said. "I already have some." She pondered a moment, then shrugged. "I'll go," she said. "I haven't met a vampire. I've met a bird-man, though." Unbeknownst to her, of course, that said bird-man was a vampire.