He laughs in return, stumbling back mid-flight as he carts through the air, as if shocked by the appearance of her fangs. There's a puff of smoke, and Jaskier appears in the moogle's place, wearing a fuzzy white costume, and a pom, glowing blue, springing up from the center of his head. There's tiny -- working -- bat wings on his back, and his nails have turned into claws.

It's certainly not as sexy as his satyr costume, but he wanted Nadine to have that privilege tonight. Exclusively.

"I'm bewildered. Astounded. Flabbergasted, even." He smiles brightly, leaning in to kiss her -- to get a real taste of those fangs. They're hardly creatures unknown to him, being on the Continent too. And, you know, half of Alucard. But for Nadine... ooh. It suits her so well. "A vampire you may be, but only a beacon of life do I see."