“That’s true, it is. My mom loves her barbecue garden parties when the weather gets a little warmer. And we know Cailan loves his beers,” she gave a little laugh, grateful he never talked down to her. He had a way of making things make sense. “No idea, can’t say I have ever enquired. i suppose… makers do that stuff?” She looked at him. “Ezra… really seemed to think my powers would show in some way like this. You think that… I could?”
Link blinked. He wanted the blonde to be alright. “He certainly does. This town a big bbq place.” he laughed, nudging the vampire. “I am not a vampire, I don’t have a clue. I think it’s the rational explanation.”