She's touching him, and she leaves herself open to him. So he'll feel and partially see her answer. A seething mass of anger, hate, and fear so tangled it's unclear where one emotion ends and another begins. Little flickers of memories. Pain, blood, suddenly finding herself alone in the rain. And over all of that a desire to see him in pain, to know he was dead. Her verbal answer is a single word, but she has no doubt that Vlad will understand what she wants. And understand just how cruel the man must be to get such a response from a girl like her. She doesn't wish that level of harm on anyone, not even the humans that shunned her.
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"No."