"Ah, I see. Impatient to see me?"

... She did not mean to sound that pleased, but whoops she kind of did anyway. Oh well.

"Extremely. But I meant to indicate how interesting life can be when you have forever and do not need to waste time comatose."

"I bet. I find needing to sleep terribly annoying. Though it has some use besides getting to the future quicker, I find it's good at, mm. Giving me a reset? Stopping the emotional spiral I was in, or giving me a new perspective on things. Being awake forever feels like I wouldn't have that shortcut. I'd have to always disentangle my mental messes all on my own."

"I will have to take your word for it, I don't actually remember what it's like to sleep. And I should set you down about now," he says, gently slowing down to a stop and lowering her to her feet.

"Thank you," she says, brushing the creases from her skirt and fixing her hair. "But vampires can still get stuck, mentally. You did, last week, when I thought I broke you. Or was that something else?"

"That... was it, yes. I am actually unsure that is similar to anything humans experience, I don't think I would have been able to shake myself from that on my own to go to sleep."

"That's concerning. Would you mind explaining it in more depth? Something to do with the photographic memory, or is your psychology different in some way...?"

"It's different. I bundled it up in my explanation but it now occurs to me that was not clear. There is a lot more brain space, and emotions have all of it to expand into—it's part of why we get into a frenzy when we eat, and why it is so hard to resist human blood, the thirst occupies a space many times larger than what a human brain could contain. And mental speed, too. So I got—caught in a loop, in a way, emotions causing other emotions too fast to be interrupted, and occupying all that space so that nothing else could go on."

"Oh. That's... a little alarming. Good, in one way, because I would like to have more brain to think in, but, uh. I already have a bit of a temper. But then, maybe that's sort of a good thing, because I have practice with it. Hm. I don't think this changes my decision about whether or not to become a vampire, but it does rather change my tactics for wh-if I do."

"Tactics?"

"For how I would handle being a vampire. What sorts of ways I want to try to think, what things to watch out for, what I think would best work to handle it. I can't really know until after I turn, but I expect knowing as much as possible beforehand to only help."

"Yes, probably. I wonder what it will look like, to be turned when you know as much as you do beforehand. Most people do not bother explaining this much."

"I don't know. I expect I'd be less confused and upset? Because nothing confusing or extremely upsetting would be going on. I'd be the thing I expected to be after three days of expected agony, with instincts and urges I had warning about. But I don't know how much that factors in to how out of control newborns are, so." She shrugs. "Hopefully I will amaze everyone around me with my good sense and self control." Pause. "If I turn, that is."

"If," he nods, a wan smile on his lips.

"Hush, you," she snorts without heat. She distracts herself by rearranging one of the flowers in the bouquet so it's slightly more visually appealing.

And onwards they can go to the castle!

It appears that they do have tours, but not on Sundays. It is closed today.

Yvette is disappointed, but very understanding.

The minute they're out of earshot, though: "James, remind me that it is unethical to have my vampire boyfriend break me into a castle to look at things. It is unethical, I should not."

"Hmm? I am not sure I remember what it is I was meant to remind you of."

"You have a perfect memory, that is not very convincing! It is unethical to break into a castle just because you can! Even if my one day off is the one day they're closed. Even though I think that's kind of silly for what is essentially a place for tourists. Especially when they could be open in just the afternoons and take, I don't know, Tuesdays off, or something. Ugh." She crosses her arms and pouts.

"And when I have incredible reflexes and we are completely certain not to damage anything or hurt anyone, and I don't even need to breathe so I can be very quiet."

"Yes, but I still need to breathe, and it's not like we're hurting for other places to go, you can take me to other places that are not closed on Sunday's. I did not plan to go to a castle when I woke up this morning, I can..." She pauses. "... You can get us past security without getting caught, and keep us from being discovered by cleaning people or anything? And no damage to anything inside or anyone the wiser?"

"That would be correct."

She wavers for another couple of seconds, then:

"Okay, fine, you're a terrible influence upon me. Take me away, James, we're breaking in."

"As my lady wishes," he says, then scoops her and—

—well, running she's seen. She's never seen jumping.

Yvette allows herself a very tiny squeak of delight at the wonders of jumping. Eee! Having a vampire boyfriend(?) is so great!