[ Robin looks skeptical at first, because what the hell. Werewolves? Seriously? But then she thinks about all the other crazy shit that's happened since she got here. Flying cars, giant hamster balls, guys with robot tentacles, cracks in the sky. Christ, Eddie, and Billy being alive. Eddie freaking wishing himself into being a vampire.
Maybe skepticism is out of place.
She looks around, trying to hear or see any monsters lurking in the foggy street, but she's only got her regular human senses. She's got no way of knowing who or what else might be out there. ]
Okay... Okay. [ Eddie's a vampire, and there may or may not be more monsters to fight. ] Monsters. [ She reaches deep, deep into her bag again and pulls out a shotgun that by all rights shouldn't fit in a bag that size. ] We can handle monsters.
Just— try not to get to bite-happy with those new fangs, okay?
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Maybe skepticism is out of place.
She looks around, trying to hear or see any monsters lurking in the foggy street, but she's only got her regular human senses. She's got no way of knowing who or what else might be out there. ]
Okay... Okay. [ Eddie's a vampire, and there may or may not be more monsters to fight. ] Monsters. [ She reaches deep, deep into her bag again and pulls out a shotgun that by all rights shouldn't fit in a bag that size. ] We can handle monsters.
Just— try not to get to bite-happy with those new fangs, okay?