"Sure. Think about it. You're a monster and everyone hates you. You've got fangs, you drink blood, and even if you're a really awesome vampire with superpowers, you still need to hide, because the humans have exterminators. Only instead of rat poison they're using flamethrowers, so the metaphor needs work." Lydia said, rubbing a hand along her cheek in thought. They were walking very close, and Lauren still hadn't caught a glimpse of her eyes. "But, I was going somewhere with this. Some vampires hide in plain sight. Like Penrose. Pretty and glamour and stuff. And people keep rats as pets. But at the end of the day, when it's all over, you're still just a rat, and they'd kill you like one."
"But that's okay. It's kind of awesome, actually, so long as you remember it." Lydia said cheerfully. Lauren spotted the pigeons, now roosting around the Lady of London's terraced house. "Rats get into everything and they're really smart. They need to be careful, but nobody's gotten rid of rats yet. Or pigeons. Or vampires."