Oh. [Any confusion she might have had doesn't ease up, but it's enough of a solid explanation that she nods in understanding. It doesn't explain how he got the oar, but she's willing to let that one go. What she isn't willing to pass up, however, is the chance to smirk a little and lean in closer toward him.

Her eyebrows are arched, arms crossed over her chest. And oh, she's so ready to tease Eddie Munson.]

So did you wish to be a vampire? Or just wish for better teeth?

[The second the teasing is out of her mouth, it feels mean. She laughs, nose scrunching up as she apologizes.]

I'm sorry! It's just, fangs are really cool! I can see why you'd wish for them.