[voice] naaah what makes you say that
[ oh, stalked -- that takes her back. she manages a wan smile. ]
Well, let's pretend you have. Let's pretend you completely trusted this one monster, had the fluttery-gut feelings for him, and you told yourself it was okay -- because he had a soul. He was a person, not a monster. He chose to drink animal blood, or get it in packets from hospitals. [ he even kept it in a 'fridge! ] You knew he still had the fangs, you knew he could've hurt people if he'd wanted to, but you believed he wouldn't ever want to.
[ pause, to let that sink in -- and because she is... very, very tired right now. ] ...I'm guessing you can tell there's a "but" here.