"That’s right," she said with a whimsical smile, but made no move to get up and visit the cafeteria line. Diva found the suggestion quite funny--a secret piece of knowledge that she had, and he didn’t. "I’m going to dine late, though."

Was she hungry? Should she eat something? All very kind offers made to a creature that drank human blood to survive.

Diva wondered if Saya-neesama ever found it as quaint as she did.