[Oh, it'd be fascinating, but she's only not doing evil things because she can get access to more and more different magic by cooperating with my alt. On the off chance she can render herself a mint or some mintlike thing by holding a coin, that goes out the window and she may well go back to torturing five-year-olds and the like instead of being useful.]

[Aww. Okay, no coins around Addy. Love you.]

Libby looks thoughtful.

"I'm not about to give Addy a coin," says Libby.

"Please at least don't do it without clearing it with my alt, whose Factotum is the one such a behavior could potentially turn into a loose cannon. Addy, despite this little disagreement about whether you get to hold any of our magical currency, I assume the offer to hold the door is still good?"

"Oh, fine," huffs Addy, swallowing the rest of her drink, patting Lazarus on the head, and stalking towards the door. "I'm full anyway, so I may as well come back with you."

"No one has done that to me since I was thirteen," Lazarus remarks.

Alice ruffles his hair.

Alice wishes up an umbrella and hands it to Bella, then wanders off into the bar.

"Love you," Bella calls over her shoulder, and out she goes with everyone else.

Addy lets them all out, shuts the door behind her, and then opens it up again. "The Forks capital," she says. "Also, the only place in the world where random people in town mostly know who and what we are."

"Also, magic," says Lazarus.

"Yes, a fair amount of it. Pretty, no?" says Addy, like she's personally responsible for all resident witches.

"Extremely," he beams. "Oh, that must be your Empress. Like ours, but... witchier."

"Yes," Addy says, peering speculatively at Lazarus, "turning into a vampire often does that. The only effect we know to be down to her turning is that she's immune to Marcus and wasn't before, but since her transformation she's also acquired other features, which could have been accessible before or not, we don't know."

"Will she mind if I sit nearby and stare at her power a lot?" he inquires. "I can be very quiet."

"She'd prefer it if you weren't very quiet, and reported on what you found," Addy laughs. "She's curious."

"Hopefully she is also very patient," he says, "because getting coherent descriptions out of me can be a bit of a trial."

"She might haul me in," Addy shrugs, "and see if I can help, but I don't imagine that will be a serious problem."

"I'm not sure you'll be any better at it," he says. "At least I have practice."

"Sometimes I am better at things," Addy shrugs. "Especially compared to humans. A number of powers benefit from the brain speed, or the capacity, or the memory payload even. And besides, I can taste at once how they work. I was able to tell your friend something she didn't know." She nods at Chris. "Oh, the wolf village is through a tunnel that way, if that's where you're going," she adds, looking at Orfeo and Chris and wrinkling her nose. "There are signs."

"My power is still me-shaped even when you're borrowing it," he says. "If you're better at it than me anyway, I think I want to be a vampire."

"I know where the wolf village is, Addy," says Orfeo mildly. He turns to Libby and Chris. "Want to see this one or follow these guys around?"