She couldn't help her feet falling into a steady march. It was habit by this point. And while the weight of the knife in her pocket was reasonably comforting, she still remembered very clearly telling Jackrum that she had no idea how to use weapons because vampires didn't need them. Well. She had very little idea what was going on with this body, but it wasn't the right one, and she was very sure she wouldn't be able to rip anyone's head off in the near future. Perhaps she was being punished for hubris, ha ha.

She turned to the man who'd caught up with her. Oh. Were they going to be pleasant and friendly during this trip through the wilderness? She gave him her toothiest, most charming smile. "Milena Tichý - " apparently, she didn't add. "A pleasure, under the circumstances."