It's overcast, which means James doesn't have to be all "careful" while walking around outside, so he can in fact just walk around outside! It's nice to do that every now and then. And then there are a couple of packages he's expecting so he might enjoy this lovely unsunny day to visit the Post Office, why not.
"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!
Vampire boyfriend reaches the top of a rampart and sets her down. "I smell satin that way."
Upon being put down, she clears her throat and attempts to look serious.
"Really? Wow. Okay, let's go that way, then. So I'm getting the impression the senses are very intense."
"I think that however intense you think they are, they're more, even when you take this advice into account."
"... Okay. Noted. That sounds more overwhelming than fun, though."
"Extra brainspace makes it... not as overwhelming. And you get used to it."
"I suppose so, yeah. So it'd be the first couple of years that are the real danger. You said my brother had excellent control for his age?"
"He did, yes. He was carrying a guy when I found him, to bring to his covenmates, but when I agreed to help him kill them he let me eat him without even growling."
Yvette... stops walking.
"I'm sorry, what."
"- oh, he wanted revenge on his covenmates for turning him and forcing him to eat people and become a mass murderer. He was waiting until he could be sure he could take them, I think, but when I showed up I helped him."
"Oh. And he was carrying a guy... Why?"
"He was the coven's designated hunter because his covenmates didn't really enjoy doing it and he had strong opinions about which type of people they should eat so they let him fetch their food."