For he was noble and self-sacrificing and stupid that way.

"Okaaaay. Maybe put a sign on that door. Here Be Bloodsuckers." Dinah was getting a little more awake as the sugar from the orange worked its way into her system, and grimaced as she realized what she'd blurted out. "On my way back, last night. I saw the pony talking to someone, or something, in the shadows. Annnnd then it slurped her up like a vacuum cleaner and just-- nothing."