Jason wants to leave in the morning. Who will you feed on while were both gone?
There are always willing blood donors, ma petite.
I didnt like the way he said that. A small spurt of jealousy came and I clubbed it to death before it could sound in my voice. Dont eat anything that disagrees with you.
Are you jealous, ma petite?
Maybe.
I, too.
What do you mean?
You will be going home to meet Jasons family. You will be doing something very ordinary, very human, that will forever be denied me.
I dont understand.
My family died long before you were born, ma petite. I cannot introduce my mother to you, or my sister. I cannot give you the very normal experience of seeing where I came from, and who my people are.
Ive met the head of your bloodline, Jean-Claude. I figure that Belle Morte is your people.
Non, ma petite, she is my master, or was, but she was never family. She was lover and goddess, if you will, but that is not the same.
Youre jealous that Jason has living family to take me home to.
Oui.
I lay there with the phone to my ear, and just thought about that. I never thought that would be important to you.
I do not regret what I am, ma petite, but I do regret some of what I do not have. I would give a great deal to have you meet my mother, and my sister.
No father, I said.
He died when I was very young. I dont have many memories of him.
Again, something I hadnt known. Tonight was just chock-full of new discoveries about people I thought I knew intimately.
Are you upset that I havent taken you home to meet my family?
He made a small sound. No, I He laughed, but it wasnt sexy, more laughing at himself. I think I may be. Maybe I feel you do not think me good enough.
I think my Grandmother Blake would chase you out of the house with a crucifix and holy water, is what I think.
She is a devout woman?
Fanatical. Ive been informed shes praying for my soul because of you.
Have I estranged you from your family, ma petite?
No, I was already estranged, if thats how you want to put it. Lets say Grandma Blake was praying for me about the whole raising-zombies-from-the-grave thing. My sleeping with the undead is just another symptom of my damnation.
I am sorry, ma petite, I did not know.
I shrugged, knew he couldnt see it, and said, Its okay.
So you will go with our Jason and meet his family, be his girlfriend.
You are jealous.