…sure, [Elias replies in the tone of someone who's not going to do that, he's not about to stalk her around the castle trying to figure out her other interest. That's weird. Lydia can keep her secrets for all he cares, it's good enough for him that she just has the passions.]

Eh, I just like talking about new things.

[He moves past Lydia to sink languidly into the next seat, and pulls out a waterskin (bloodskin?) to pour himself a drink.]

It's always the same here. But out there are creatures never seen before and places without any vampires or humans- only bottom-dwelling river fish. That's more enjoyable for me to think about than the same basic healing class I've been teaching for however many years.