I briefly considered checking poor Mrs. Barnes for any residual blood but I wasn't quite that desperate, yet. Curiously – despite my growing agony - I was afraid of further embarrassing myself in front of Marshall, as if it were possible.
"I asked you a question, did you want to become a vampire?"
"I wasn't given much choice now was I? It was a matter of survival."
"Yes but you knew what Scrumptious was, you at least knew that she should be avoided. Yet you didn't. You invited contact. If you find this existence so horrible, end it. It's been done."