Nyssa raised a curious eyebrow at that statement. She was sure that the woman before her was some sort of vampire perhaps even close to her own beloved kin. Living beings rather than the undead trash that prowled around this place.
"There must be vast differences with humans in your world then. Though I am alive, my heart beats, I breathe, I live. I am a vampire. I was born a vampire and my kind suffer greatly from the Thirst."