[He purses his lips as he listens, watching his nervous hands toy with the coins.

Old habits die hard, don't they?]

...Who you were...before you became a vampire.

[There's the slightest tug at the corners of his mouth, and he fights the urge to laugh at the mental image of this man of all people being a priest.]

Fascinating. What about being a shade do you think brought him about again?

[He leans back against the headboard, beginning to twist and thread the wooden beads carefully in his hands.]

I imagine it has been an awfully long time.