Judas almost burst into laughter.
"I was right! What a stupid creature you are! Vampirism doesn't lend intelligence...You hardly noticed any wit or sarcasm. The notion of the Dark Gift itself is a curse, as in a gift of evil, a vile thing...and I said fire purifies both 'holy' and 'unholy', rendering them meaningless labels. You really don't pick up on much, but for such an old woman I cannot blame you."
He smirked, floating slightly off the ground.
"Ever think of senior citizen euthanasia, mutt? I recommend it."
He barely heard Caitlin, turning to her for a second.
"Hrmm? No, I was just pointing out your ignorance concerning vampirism, and the fact that you told me to be quiet when I'm not actually involved with you. You can do whatever you want, but don't be so bloody uncouth."
He chuckled.