"A grand work doesn't need to be big."

"More greatness per unit mass."

"A fine and intricate work."

Dani preens.

Kiss!!!

She could do this all night. 

That's convenient, because so could Dani.

And when morning comes - Carmilla doesn't feel the urge to return to her grave as dawn approaches. 

She's - stunned, almost. 

"Are you okay?"

" - I think so? I don't - I don't feel the call of my grave."

"That's why you were always disappearing?"

"Yeah. Or, it was."

"Huh. I don't feel anything like that either."

"I'm not getting - tired, either, like - makes me need to feed. But it - might be too soon to say."

"It'd be- reasonable if things have changed, now."

"...Yeah."

"I - fall in love with people. The girls who've - died more slowly."

"They've always - rejected me, before."

"Oh."

Hugs.

Hugs! 

"I feel like - "

"I have something now that - that I didn't before - " Tiny sob. "I want to watch a sunrise."

"Let's go, then."

"You'll have to show me the best spot."

"I'll try. I don't usually watch the sunrise either, you know."

Giggle. 

"Well, if it isn't very good, we can try again."

Then - 

" - If I'm not tied to my grave, then I can leave!"

"Time for a field trip?"

"To somewhere sunny."

"Sounds good to me."

Carmilla can't think of anyone else she'd rather share her dawn with.