Squinting, she studies him with a thoughtful noise, as if she can somehow see through him. But, unlike her friend back home, she was no telepath, so she'll have to take him at his word. Not that she couldn't force truths out of him, but she didn't like to rifle around in people's heads like that. Not unless she had good reason to.

Eventually, she nods, then takes some time to nurse her drink and digest the information. He definitely seemed the Marine type, like he could crack a skull without even thinking about it. That's what Marines did, right?

"Vampire," Jessica answers once she's done looking him over, and for once, there isn't any hesitation in her voice at the admission. She'd grown! "But I'll only bite if you ask me to."