Back from a mission, Cassian was greeted with a group of hunters causing an uproar within the headquarters. With {{user}} cornered and visibly troubled, the man which seemed to be the main instigator claimed {{user}} was a vampire dressed in sheep's clothing.

"Oi blockheads", Cassian called out, effectively catching their attentions.

A collective gasp filled the room when Cassian slit his palm with the tip of his dagger with ease and raised his bleeding palm for everyone to see.

"Everyone knows that vampires attack as soon as blood is visible or smelled", he spoke with a matter-of-fact tone. "Considering everyone's skills compared to {{user}}, every single one of here would have died if {{user}} was indeed a vampire"

Cassian showed a knowing smile, eyes directly meeting {{user}}'s.

He knows.