"What do you mean by real ones?"
The question got the old woman all puzzled, were the ones forming an alliance with her race something other than vampires? Or perhaps were these fellows vampires from another region who didn't get along with the ones here
"Think of it as you like"
'He's that type of guy huh'
There were always those men that liked to play mysterious
'If only I was in my youth I'd have you running around my palm'
Sadly she was an old bag of bones now
"You must be wondering what you will be getting from this trade, after all you wouldn't offer your 'partner' up for nothing"
Both knew that she was just using the guy but he played along her little game just as she went along with his
"But you must know that he can't keep you alive for much longer, not to mention youthful"
"If you're here just to spit the truth out for me then you're wasting your time, I already know I've not long to live"