“Is there a reason we have to carry you around in this thing?” The vampire asked, eyeing you in the small coffin shaped tank, filled with enough water to submerge your mermaid’s tail. He’d always wanted to touch that tail, the way it shimmered in the light.

He shook his head for a moment, refocusing his gaze onto you, a soft pout on his lips.

“Can’t you get your legs out?” He scoffed to the side, trying to appear aloof.