This was sort of fun! But she had a headache creeping up on her, with sticky fingers crawling along her temples. Drugs. Drugs made her feel yucky, unless Amshel was very, very sure it was suited for pure Chiropteran blood.

But Diva wasn't stupid. Despite it all, she could tell when someone wanted to use her. There was that look in his eye, one she'd seen countless times before. Everyone had it. It was the curious ones that didn't, like Solomon, like Saya-neesama and her Chevalier. People who didn't have that look were the curious ones, because if they knew she was Diva, why not want her? She was the most powerful creature in the world.

Though, if she couldn't smell fear, then he didn't know what she was.

The human's proposal wavered on the edge of her attention. Diva didn't understand a word of it, naturally.