Quiet vampires were always unnerving to Karine. She tended to be one herself and therefore anyone else who was made her think a little too much. Because doubtlessly they were thinking and that was never, ever good. Thinking vampires were vampires who did things. Only this one... this one seemed utterly fascinated by the demon. To the point where she was even walking towards it. Folding her arms, Karine leaned against a nearby wall and watched.
"I say gore her and get it over with," the vampire called, voice a little bored. "If you're already making such a mess of everything then add one more body to the mix. Vampire's intestines make a much lovelier decoration than some humans."