I have had strange dreams before now. I required potion and herbs to sleep well.

[ Nightmares, even before her time as a wolf in this game, some monster to be pitied and hated at once. Lauralae takes no issue with offering blood, would not shame a vampire for seeking it for himself, but she has spent so long wishing herself less monstrous.

She does not know how to muster the strength to consider that she may be one, beyond this dark trick.

Slowly, she nods her head, eyes damp, bleak. ]

I would try it. Yours for mine, when you feel the ache of hunger.