“You’re not going to die,” says the witch “You’re already dead. Duh.”
“You aren’t very nice,” frowns the vampire “I’m afraid of heights.”
“I noticed. We’re twenty feet up. Just go for it.”
They’re standing on the middle-height diving board. [Alpha], in all eir alpha-ness had rented out a pool for the pack to use without worry of being a bunch of rowdy werewolves in public.
“I’m just going to climb down-” the vampire starts, only to be blocked by the witch’s hand. Xe is fully dressed, rings, layered robes, shoes and all.
“[Vampire]. Jump off the fucking diving board.”