"Buh.... wha?" She blinked at him, not really aware of her inability to form full words at the moment. With a slight frown she looked around for a moment and sat in the closest chair, leaning back as she looked up at him. It wasn't so much the enormity of what he said that had her speechless - though, admittedly it was kind of a shock. He had a point about vampires being less far fetched then a pyrokinetic, it was just all so much in one day.
"So... you're an Elvis impersonating pyrokinetic damphir with a vampire father who drinks synthetic blood when he's not taking it from the witch who willingly donates? I'm... suddenly pretty boring."