"Closest? Oh, wonderful. We're dealing with bespoke undead, then." Why was nothing simple these days?

But he really hadn't thought this through, when he'd pushed a little further with that question. He hesitated for a moment, weighing his options.

Gods, if Wrathion was a vampire, what would it matter if he stayed with the crowd for now? Better to confirm it now and get it over with, rather than be identified as a troublemaking spawn. Then he'd have the daytime to figure out how to respond.

With a sigh, he followed.