Damon was quiet for a moment.
He needed to give Sylvia a simple answer… but the way she was looking at him—
'Ahh, what a pain…'
He forced a smile.
"Erhm, actually, there is a very logical reason for me calling her Eva. It's quite obvious—her name is such a mouthful… saying Evangeline was a pain, so I just call her Eva…"
Sylvia glanced at him with a deadpan expression.
Then she nodded.
"Sylvia is a mouthful too…"
Damon sighed, gaze falling to his shoulder—where a pair of human lips were perched. Valarie. She was smiling with a knowing expression.
The goddamn old hag looked like she was enjoying herself.
Damon felt the urge to curse.
"…Hmm, wait a minute…"
He smiled at Sylvia, as if struck by inspiration.
"Sylvia, tell you what—let's come up with a cute nickname for you. I'm sure Valarie would love to help out. Right, Valarie?"
The pair of disembodied lips twitched.