If Drew had thought the last revelation Nessie had sent him was a nice big grab bag of unusual ideas and memories, then this one was the grab bag and the rest of the luggage set, too. Two sets. But somehow, she was able to slow the flow of images and impressions until they paraded through his mind at a pace that let him comprehend them as they went, even if he didn't totally understand.
There were vampires that weren't killers, shape-shifters that weren't werewolves, a collection of ancient and morally bankrupt immortals that belonged in the next Underworld sequel, and at the center of it all was a little girl unlike almost any other in the history of the world. When the trip down memory lane was done, Drew felt like he'd been run over by a truck, but at least it had been slowly.
"Wow," Drew said quietly after a couple of minutes of silently trying to wrap his head around it all. It made it a lot easier, sort of, to keep his attention on Nessie and how his girlfriend had curled up into a ball. So what's the verdict, then? Your girlfriend just totally broke the weird-o-meter and is looking right next to devastated.
Drew gave Nessie's hand a squeeze. "So, uh... so I'm sort of the least unusual person you know, aren't I? Me. Former oddest guy in town. I guess I can live with that."