Rebekah frowned. "No, maybe not totally awesome after all." Though, to be fair, Rebekah had never really missed her magic the way her brother did. She'd enjoyed having it in the body of Eva, but it wasn't something she couldn't live without.
When he said he might like that, Rebekah chuckled. "It sounds like that, doesn't it? Of course, my kind of vampires can't have children because we are dead." The last statement had the smile slipping from her lips. It was one of the worst things about Rebekah. As much as she'd enjoyed her immortality, there was always a part of her that longed to have a family. To be human. Live and die.
The older the vampire, the harder it became to shut one's emotions off. She was pretty sure her siblings and herself would have a difficult time switching off their humanity whereas Marcel would probably not have a problem at all. "It is, love. Of course, a vampire without humanity is a danger to everyone. And it is an escape. It's never a solution because once you let the emotions back in, they hit you harder than before."