With that much power in one place, of course there had been vampires close by, worming their way into alliances and leeching off the resources both literally and figuratively. Not without reciprocation, though—Natasha's connections to the KGB hadn't ended when she'd been turned.

Natasha smiles again at that admission, still a little thin.

"You're first time, hm?" It's probably not all that reassuring, but she says anyway, "In that case I really don't have the high ground. I've killed more vampires this month than that."

Of course, hers weren't going to lead to a supernatural cold war at best.

"I hope you still feel that way three months from now."