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So far Aurelie had waited whilst Miraze spoke on the simple grounds that she had already covered the bases nicely. Vlad was annoying, not solely because he bragged but because he bragged whilst assuming too much. Well, she wasn't going to let herself be bothered by being patronised. Let him think what he would.

Instead, she stared first at him, and then at Klaus. Not exactly hostile, but making it clear with her body language that she would be ready if they started something. The German guy's eyepatch bugged her especially. Sewing it onto the skin must have hurt, and there was nothing sane about someone willing to hurt themselves like that. She wondered why he'd done it.

He stared back, obviously sizing the both of them up.

"Mmm. Well. Hello, Vlad," she said, turning her attention back to him. "So what was it that girl did to bother you?" She knew full well that it hadn't been him who'd killed her, but she hoped to get him talking. "The one you vaporised, I mean."