[Her breath catches, the subject matter steering into something that's taken her a long time to be able to discuss. He doesn't know that, couldn't possibly know what she's been through.

She's grateful when they reach the coffee shop, and she darts forward so she can open the door and let him inside.]

I was killed by something pretty...supernatural. So vampires and werewolves wouldn't surprise me.

[Leading the way to get in line, her eyes glance from the menu over to him.]

You're not trying to tell me you're a vampire or werewolf, are you?