It probably was weird to talk about such things. Monsters. A few months ago, if anyone had tried to have a serious conversation with her like this, tried to say they actually hunted monsters, she'd probably have run away. Thought they were crazy. Maybe that was the funny thing, since that was exactly what happened to her.

"Are they all bad?" Her voice softened, the tone a mixture of curiosity and maybe sympathy. They all thought Derek was a monster too, because of what he was. But it wasn't true. "The monsters, that is. Do you just kill them because of what they are?"