Rorschach folded his arms, managing a withering stare even through the fabric of his mask. How had he ended up in a clan of such naïve little fools? He had never been this idealistic, not even when he was young and starting out in the early years of his career as a hunter. "Doesn't work that way. Vampires are already dead. No, has to be a living human to do it. So someone has to die for them to become a monster."