"Vamp-ire?" Diarmuid gives the boy a curious look. The word is one he isn't familiar with. While many dark, troublesome spirits and creatures roam the land he is from, none of them really resemble the typical vampire of myth.

When Kotaro points out his fangs, Diarmuid does give them a closer look, but all they really make him think of are the animal and land spirits that are so common around his home. Considering how small, cute and friendly Kotaro is, Diarmuid is a lot more likely to equate whatever a vampire is to something like a nature sprint than something that might be less kind, "So you are a spirit? Something different from a human? I am just a human, but my father is a god! He has told me all kinds of stories about the creatures that live in our homeland, but none of them are called vampires."