Ehn, hyu know. [He shrugs one shoulder casually] Trolls, vampires, verevolves, giants. No centaurs, but dere're schtories 'bout a great, great, great, great uncle Hoss who tried valiantly to breed dem into de bloodline enyvay. Dey figure it might've vurked better if he'd tried vit en ectual centaur inztead ov a horse. Und ve schtill vurkink on dragons, too. Und ov course, dere iz de rampant rumor dot all Jaegers haff Veela blott in dem. On account ov uz all beink zo irresistible. [he winks]
[Chuckling, he cups Marshall's neck once again as he leans in close, speaking just loudly enough for the other male to hear] Hyu iz a vampire, yah? Ken kind ov schmell de blott on hyu. Don' vurry, iz not noticeable to enyvun elze.
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[Chuckling, he cups Marshall's neck once again as he leans in close, speaking just loudly enough for the other male to hear] Hyu iz a vampire, yah? Ken kind ov schmell de blott on hyu. Don' vurry, iz not noticeable to enyvun elze.