[ Rafa listens quietly, and smiles when Ignacio calls them beautiful. ]

They are not names of gods I know, but in my world, all the old gods were faeries pretending to be gods. I have seen here that there are true gods, yet still…I cannot help but doubt. And being a mistake makes us no less beautiful, my friend. I will own that mistake for all time.

[ He's long since come to terms with that. The man who had been the first vampire had never meant to become what he became, though he had wished for eternal life. He's gotten that wish. ]

I should like to see your world, Ignacio. Perhaps some day it will be possible.