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[His lips turned down for a moment, but that was his only reaction.]

I suppose you don't drink blood from animals, at least not most of your kind.

Others of my kind prefer human blood. But I stick to an animal-blood diet.

On behalf of the humans I know and shall know, I thank you. I'm sure it's hard and a thankless position.

It makes it difficult, when I attempt to talk to others of my kind.

But I haven't really sought any out for ages.

Nor should you have need. We humans can be better companions than dinner any day.

I know. I'm married to a non-vampire. And have several human friends.

I just... been feeling like I am missing something in my life.

Always looking over your shoulder for someone who resembles what you see in the mirror?

You understand my problem. I fear meeting them... but at the same time want to meet them.

What is the worst that could come if you meet with one?

They reject me... because I am not as calculating, or because I don't embrace my instincts like they do.

I've never had that problem. I was born sizing up my surroundings. You can do better than them lass. From the sound of it, you already are.

I was abandoned at birth. I guess a part of me still fears being abandoned. Rejected.

I'm April. By the way.

It's the choir you preach to, or have you not taken a good look at me yet.

Tyrion Lannister of Casterly Rock, son of Lord Tywin Lannister.

I see things differently by others. I don't know exactly what you look like... but your aura is strong. Wise.

I am glad we met.

[Tyrion felt himself blush. Didn't know what she looked like? Well that was new and a bit annoying. He didn't wish to explain, but he felt he must.] A wise aura I have, but my body is not nearly as strong.

I have learned a body doesn't need to be strong for a heart to be very strong.

My hearts a bit black, but my mind is strong and healthy enough.

A black heart is sometimes a necessity. It still beats. It still yearns.

And you helped my heart today.

I've never been told that before. I can't imagine what I could have done.

You understood me. It is nice to know I am not alone.

Well, it's nice that my wits made someone happy for once.

Troubles? Can I help?

Can you stop a war? Crown a proper king? Make my father respect me? Hm? It's alright, no one can and there stems all of my troubles.

I could ask my voices for guidance, to aid you on your quest.

A seer? I'll leave my doubts at the door, but I won't ask either. I prefer not to use my friends, few as they are.