Talk about a talk

"Call me whatever you want. The name's not important."

She straightened herself. "Then, I shall call you Sir." She cleared her throat. "Thank you, Sir!"

And yet, she didn't feel the necessity to mention her name. 

"Don't mention it." I didn't save her for nothing. I needed information and that was clear. 

'Wait, couldn't I just have asked the goblins?'

Fuck!

Facepalm sigh it was. 

"What, Sir?"

This sir business was rubbing me the wrong way. But I couldn't just say anything either. 

"What do I look like to you?"

"A handsome man?" She said that deadpan. 

"I meant my race."

"OH!" She again straightened her back. "I'd say a half-vampire Sir!"

A half?

But a vampire, regardless?

Hmmm…. Didn't seem farfetched.