[when janus enters the place, it's with a smile and a glance around. they don't think it seems quite rafaello either, and it's hard to say why. maybe the vegetation, which is plentiful, and obviously edible; the adjunct knowledge that this whole place operates as a farm. what need have vampires for such things? companionship though&mdahs; of course, few people are immune to the need for that.]

Of course. [their attention switches back to the vampire promptly. ] It's-- my daemon, that's the reason I brought it.

[not paranoia, they mean. but it's not worth mentioning they can manifest a different sword any time they need. they hand the weapon over, and slip the bag off their other shoulder. remove their shoes rather automatically, before navigating over to the couch to seat themself. take the bag down, open it, grinding zip through teeth.] If I'm supposed to ask for the tour, I can switch. You'll learn this about me though; I'm often very eager to show off.