[ While the display still manages to get her jaw to drop open, this time around Sabrina doesn't panic as much as she did moments earlier. She watches attentively, uncertain at first at what she's seeing, but her thoughts scrambling to make sense of Cassidy's hand catching fire in sunlight. Her memory pours over various texts, anecdotes and other random trivia picked up from her aunts or elsewhere over the years, leading her to only one conclusion. ]
That's no condition. You're... a vampire, aren't you?
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That's no condition. You're... a vampire, aren't you?