Re: in-person: mina/dracula
"I have many names." The words came easily, slippery like silk, smooth as blood flowing from an open wound. Dracula was unconcerned that Mina was now aware that the name he had adopted for society was a mask, interchangeable. He was quite the adaptable creature. She knew him as Dracula, now, but his certainty was absolute that she would tell no oneānot even Miss Ives. "But you may call me Dracula, as you once did." He smiled. It spread slow, and there was a sharpness to the curve of lips and flash of teeth behind them.
Perhaps Vanessa sensed an inkling of what he was, but she lacked true understanding. The time to reveal himself had not yet come. No, he would continue to play his game with her, a moth to flame, blind to the truth until it was too late. Mina, however, was different. No longer would she walk with a clouded mind, confused, two parts of herself at odds.
His feet never moved and yet, he seemed to lean closer. "I have come to help you remember that which you have forgotten," he said. "Tell me, Mina, do you hunger and not know why?"