Like all true undead, Marian has incredibly sensitive hearing. Usually she ignores most of the things she hears; but right now, with her mind wandering, she’s picking up all kinds of night noises.

[chatter chatter]

Marian (thinking): Sigh…maybe Laura was right.

Maybe I can’t do this on my own. How am I ever going to find Sir Hellsing?

[blah blah Hellsing chatter chatter blah…]

Oh, I did not just hear that. I have awesome timing!