[ Derek looks a little confused by that. Wooden bullets? What the hell is she? He's never heard of a supernatural creature whose weakness would be wood. Silver, wolfsbane, mistletoe, electricity, water, courage, but not wood.
His eyes move to the glass she's emptied and when she suggests another drink, another humorless huff escapes him. Since she doesn't seem to have noticed the fact that he's lowered his voice, he keeps it that way. Clearly, she can hear it just fine. ]
There's nothing in this bar that'll give me a buzz, but I'll go get you another one, if you want.
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His eyes move to the glass she's emptied and when she suggests another drink, another humorless huff escapes him. Since she doesn't seem to have noticed the fact that he's lowered his voice, he keeps it that way. Clearly, she can hear it just fine. ]
There's nothing in this bar that'll give me a buzz, but I'll go get you another one, if you want.