"Honestly, I don't understand why everyone keeps dying in the middle of the night. Breakfast isn't that terrifying," Starlequin quipped as he eyed the newest empty space. That its former occupant had turned out to be a bloodsucker did leave him slightly unnerved, especially considering how close he'd come to trusting Mr B in earlier days. Thankfully there were at least some left in the manor who were gracious enough to look out for even a naive idiot such as himself. Star glanced at Persephone and the others, nodding in agreement with their pronouncements.
"Quite right, too, I think. Normally I'm at least a bit uneasy with casting aspersions on those around me, particularly when our numbers start to dwindle. But at this point, I have rather little difficulty in imagining Trieste as one of the monsters that have been abusing our unwitting hospitality."