[He's having a time of it, Gerry.]

I think we're looking at bared truths now, not myth. [There's a weary sigh, and the dhampir brings his fingers up to pinch at the bridge of his nose.] Somehow my father's quiet let him fade into myth among Wallachia's people, until it all went to shit.

[Which is to say that he doesn't believe any of this is to be taken lightly.] What I don't like is that we had a rash of serious violence and then this. The order feels reversed.