"Ooh, that would look fantastic with your eyes," Jaz grinned, stretching her arms out a little and watching a couple of bugs skittering away. "For someone who's knocking purple pants, I wouldn't think you'd be a fan of puce."
Pointy? Really? "No. It wasn't. Well, maybe a couple times," she said, subconsciously raising her hand to her neck to touch the two little raised bumps from when Vayl had fed from her. "But not without consent, anyway. The vampires in my world are a lot more cuddly than some of the other worlds people around here come from. Well, some are, anyway," she amended.
Jaz shook her head when he mentioned sharing stories and shrugged. "It was bad enough living through it once," she explained. "Don't wanna talk about it any more than I have to," she explained.
"So, what about you? What's your story?" she asked simply.