I see. So you're closer to this time than I am, but still a ways back. Interesting. I wonder if there's some correlation with the times and places people are drawn from, or if it's entirely random.

[ And now they're just.... chatting. As if Godric wasn't a vampire and Trevor wasn't a vampire hunter, as if he didn't just feed the other man his own blood. Strange. ]

Ah... I should get out of your hair, so to speak. Let you go back to whatever it is you were doing.

[ And reflect on his life choices. Possibly with more booze. ]