"Twenty seven. I guess you're still kinda on the young side. Maybe." She grins as she says it though, even leans over and gives him a little nudge with her elbow against his. She's totally messing with you, Conrad. "That's way better. I mean, I'm sure being five hundred and whatever is good fun and everything, but it'd get real tedious real fast. You'd probably be a right grump."

Meaning that she doesn't actually think he is now, all things considered. She shrugs and picks up the cup again, peering at him for a second as she takes a sip, then tilts her head. Enough vampire questions, she can only put him through so much in one night, right? "So, what do you do with your spare time then? Any weird hobbies I should know about, collecting empty milk cartons, knitting with cat hair?"