"He fed from me. I am less like romantic vampires in that feeding is messy. I tear out throats. And anything I feed from will turn unless I kill it entirely. I usually snap their necks. I am fortunate to feed here from someone who is immune to turning, so I do not have to do that. But in the dreams, I usually employed a human who would kill for me. Distasteful, but better than the alternative."
Eli smiled a little sadly, knowing that her story wasn't all that sympathetic.