Ilya nodded. "That was one thing that stumped me, once I'd worked out the fact my father had to be a vampire. The fact I craved blood was a good clue, but how it was even possible..." He shook his head and sighed, letting the words trail off. There wasn't really much to say on the subject, particularly if neither of them knew the intricate details.
"But then I could walk in sunlight. I didn't even know Dhampirs existed until I was twelve." Research material wasn't readily available in the later 19th century, and he'd had a hard time gleaming any information at all. "And my mother strictly refused to discuss it."