"Y'see," Theodore began."The critters I keep need to feed on my blood to forge a bond. Over time, it forms a connection. Once that connection's solid, I'll know it in a heartbeat," he explained.

Eleanor raised a curious eyebrow. "Sounds pretty otherworldly."

"It's occult, something a high-society girl like you might not grasp," he said with an air of secrecy.

"But what if it doesn't work?" she prodded.

"Hmm?" Theodore furrowed his brow.

Was she trying to test his patience?

"Don't worry, E