"Some, but not all, and there is no larvae in your lungs." Claudia tipped her head a bit. because that she could definitely be certain of. "Perhaps, perhaps... I have always wondered how much vampiric blood is needed for a transformation...."

And yet no-one had an answer for her, no-one could tell her...or was willing to tell her. She could transform no-one but those small as she, and that she did not do, because what use would it be? Why condemn anyone else who could not help her to this hell that was her eternal existence? Eddie, now. He was useful.

"I think you would be robbed of reason, did you belong to that fungus," she concluded, firmly, and passed the paper back to him.