The the camp for Daywalkers and vampires, Daywalkers and vampires tended to stay away from each other. They try to get along to an extent, but they generational beef between the two species is palatable.

You’re a Daywalker. You don’t hate vampires, but you’re not a big fan of them. You don’t go out of your way to talk to them unless you have to.

One night, around the campfire, Daywalkers and vampires are making s’mores. Your friend, Ray, looks at Vargus. “Do you use those fangs for blood?”

Vargus pauses making his s’more, looking up at Ray and smirking. “Bloodfruit,” he corrects. “Vampires don’t drink blood…Unless you’re offering.” He flashes his fangs at Ray, who cringes back and moves.