Vampires were not going to like it when this was discovered. And Kiara? Thought it was better than a lot of things that they put on that bloody television set. Probably partially because of how bloody it really was. And then because it seemed to change the vampire's entire perspective. Or at least a little of it. She was even going and asking after her name now. 'Look at that,' Eilir remarked in an amused tone of thought. The butterfly's thoughts went out to the vampire again. 'Élise, you should eat more.' Maybe the thought would stick. Kiara was tempted to tell her to remember to be tidy but she doubted it would work. Unless she really was a young thing who had yet to learn enough about her life.
"My name?" Kiara repeated, jerking a thumb at herself like she was surprised to get asked. "Kiara O'Neill." Most of the time when she met a vampire she extended the offer of her services since, well, they were her preferred and most numerous clientele. Even blood witches did not need as much of the substance and vampires did. They also tended to be more willing to pay for it, or for her to procure it. "I deal in blood. So if you remember me and need some... can always find you a wee bit somewhere. If you remember." A nagging feeling told her that Élise would not.