Everyone understood what Esme had left unsaid.
The Cullen family was friendly by nature. Although they were vampires, they lived solely on animal blood. Carlisle, the patriarch, had been a pastor's son before becoming a vampire and was kindhearted to his core. Even after being turned by accident, he had followed his heart and chosen to become a doctor, treating the sick and injured.
Even though his profession exposed him to his patients' blood every day, constantly tempting his thirst, Carlisle had never abandoned his principles.
Under Carlisle's influence and guidance, the Cullen family had always concealed their identities and lived peacefully alongside humans.
Emmett draped an arm around Rosalie's shoulders and said with a grin, "Gotham has pretty good weather, too. I heard that out of the three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, at least three hundred are overcast or pouring rain. And half of the remaining sixty-five have storms."
"And apparently, Gotham's citizens only care about their own business. Their tolerance for weird-looking food is ridiculously high," Alice chimed in enthusiastically. "I looked it up online before, and they have plenty of... how should I put it? Oddballs who don't exactly fit conventional expectations."
"Like people who look like penguins or crocodiles, people who need extremely low temperatures to survive, people with green skin who can control plants in battle, people whose entire bodies are like clay and can change shape at will..." Bella joined the conversation.
Back when she was still human, Bella had noticed all sorts of things about Edward that didn't add up. In the end, she had deduced his true identity on her own and fallen in love with him. Ever since then, she had developed an irrepressible fascination with mysterious, uncanny things.
"Gotham has as many weirdos as a woodland stream