"You haven't really gone so far as to sleep in a coffin, have you?" Nikola asks, appalled at the thought. "It's so...cliche. And you're clearly not a vampire anyway. And I wouldn't worry about the showering. All the soap in the world couldn't take that stench away."

He looks Owen up and down quickly, taking in the full picture. "I can't hear your pulse. So either you don't have one, or you're about to drop from extremely low blood-pressure."