Costin
The vampire flapped her hand and imitated her lip movements condescendingly while she talked. Jeez, what a bore. Just how was she supposed to make pocket change? Well, she could do it herself, yes, but she tended to lose control and all. It made things messy, and super awkward. Besides, why should she do all the work? Her plan was very sound, and probably better than whatever that numb skull could think of. As a really wise man said once, there is nothing like a sewer orgy.
Well, yes, okay. Maybe it would be more subtle to just infect someone the normal fashion. She was a dead apostle, this sort of thing was simple walk in the park when it concerned her, and that's why it was boring. Whoever said not to toy with your food was a dumbass, you need some excitement in your life to keep going.
But she was so stubborn. Hmph. She'd need help for this one. "Fiiiine. Jeez, you know what, I think I liked the other doll better. At least he knew how to have some fun. You suck at this Ori." She crossed her arms and pouted. But in a sudden, her pout turned into a sly understanding smile.
"Ahhh, I see. Of course, of course! I getcha, I getcha. Sorry, hehe, I should've considered your feelings for a second there." Despite what should sound like a genuine apology, her tone and posture sounded like anything but that, almost like she figured something out and was mocking Orianna for it.