But I don't even know your world. Why would it matter to me if you were a synth or not? I'm the very last person who can judge people on who they are behind closed doors or when no one's looking.

[ He made it out like synths were strong. She had been okay with the both of them being in danger because she assumed he'd be all right. Now she feels like she's been irresponsible. Humans aren't bulletproof. Humans die, and they die easily.

Ava rubs at one of her arms and chews on a part of her lower lip, expression thoughtful for a time. At length, she sighs. ]

I mean... Look, I can see why you'd do that. You're gambling something dangerous and putting yourself in danger, yeah, but I get it. You want to make sure people are serious about it and aren't selling you bullshit to get information.

[ It's not like the Camarilla hasn't done shady shit too in the name of something 'better'. ]

How...How long have you been lying if you just can't stop? In general, I mean.