"Prince, huh?" Caroline feigned being impressed. "Well good for you, but excuse me if I don't bow. This is the United States, we don't do Princes and stuff here."
The human comment actually hurt. Which was stupid, because this guy was new here, he was probably a bit confused and all. Still, she was struggling enough between the monster vs. human thing. She didn't need someone saying stuff like that. Just because she wasn't alive and had to feed on blood to survive, didn't make her any less human...did it?
"I'm really happy for you," Caroline replied sarcastically. "And yes I have a soul. Probably more of one than most people, I'm just going through a phase. You can also quit trying to be a scary bad ass, that sort of thing doesn't work on me."
At her feet Sumerfette began to growl. Caroline glanced down at her dog and then bent down to scoop her up. Of course the hot new guy, could just be an asshole. Weren't all princes assholes, with the exception of Prince William, who just would be getting married.
"There is a complex," she shrugged, standing up, holding the squirming dog in her arms. "It's where almost all the displaced people are staying. I'll take you there."
They can deal with you, she added mentally.
"But only if you're nice. Otherwise you're on your own."