Isn't Clarissa's Family the BEST?

She followed him, wrapping her arms around his arm.

"It doesn't have to be sex."

"...What are you saying?" He narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"We just cuddle, shirtless, and not have sex." She told him, nodding. "I mean, you're a vampire, you should be able to control yourself."

"...I also have the right to a shirt," he responded with a frown.

"You're afraid you can't control yourself." She teased.

He glared.

"I simply don't wish to subject myself to something both improper and unpleasant."

"Because you're a big scaredy-cat." She nodded, as if agreeing with herself.

"No, I have standards."

Clarissa shrugged.

"Be sure to tell my mom that."

"And I will. Truthfully and proudly." He pressed the button for the first floor. "...What is this obsession you have with my abdominal muscles, anyway?"

She giggled, groping Alois's abs through his suit.

"I like abs, what can I say? They're sexy, and you have nice ones."

He swatted her hands away.

"Clarissa!"

She giggled.

"What? What do you like, anyway? Legs? Hm?"

He blushed.

"That's none of your business."

"Please~? Come on, I won't tell anyone!" She promised.

"...I find necks to be rather elegant," he admitted, shrugging.

Clarissa laughed to herself.

"You sound just like a true vampire."

He blushed, smiling.

"I am rather traditional, yes--I was actually quite the seductive vampire in my day."

She pouted.

"Why can't you still be like that?"

"I'm old and you're not a legal adult or a man," he pointed out.

"I could get a sex change." She replied simply.

"Don't deface your beautiful body!" he chided automatically.

"But you'd like it better." She said, pouting.

"No, no, I wouldn't. It would be quite disturbing for me, actually--my Clarissa is a woman."

She sighed.

"I suppose...Sometimes I wonder about you is all."