I must say, this new venture of yours is quite preferable to what you have subjected me to in the past. If I must be dragged from the shadow of my master, flung across the universe, and bound to a plane of existence from which I cannot escape, I imagine there are worse places I could have ended up then a garden filled with those of the lesbian persuasion. And to be no longer stuck in the body of a small child is quite the welcome change of pace.
Now I have a few small demands in exchange for cooperation in this venture. Firstly, I would like access to a supply of blood of some kind. Secondly...Well, actually, I imagine is all that I require at the moment. If I think of more I will pass them along to you, writing-servant-girl.
Sincerely,
Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade