[ a moment, sookie just stares at him, wide-eyed, as if she expects him to sprout wings and a halo at any minute. but, of course, it's ridiculous to hold another being to their rumored/fictional/etc. standards. fairies we're tiny like tinkerbell, vampires didn't turn into bats, and werewolves were born, not bitten. ]
Wow. That's... Wow. And look at me sittin' here all tongue-tied and rude in front of an angel. I'm Sookie. Sookie Stackhouse.