Garnet blinks, then brings a hand up to rub her eyes. “Well, yeah… You seemed pretty upset about trying to kill me. So you can’t be too bad, deep down.” She feels like she's trying to convince herself as much as the woman in front of her. She's making the right decision here, right?

She must be, she tells herself, if this woman is falling all over herself like this. She knows she's being nicer than would really make sense. But nothing about the evening has made any in the first place, and it’s making even less the more tired she gets. How did her night even end up like this? She’d certainly be long asleep now if she hadn’t run into this woman, this… vampire… this--

She blinks again, a curious look suddenly on her exhausted face. “Do you have a name?”