After a bit, Sybil did calm down. She wasn't as all over him as she had been, but there was still intimacy.
There was, however, something she did forget that was starting to crawl closer.
Vampires could not reproduce; at least not in the same way that humans could. They could either give their blood to the dying and sire them, or they could procreate with another vampire. These instances were very few and far between, only occurring every hundred years. And it was about that time for Sybil.