[The numbers are impossible to miss, and he suspects they were not put there out of goodwill. For now, he does not speak of it.
Another time.]
Of course. If it's too much, break away as quick as you must.
[With a gloved hand, he takes hers by the fingertips gently. Leaning in, his fangs sinking into the flesh of her wrist, beginning to drink in the blood that rises to the top--
Oh, but what an odd sensation it is, to be drained as well in a way. It confuses him a moment, yet what else did he expect from what she had told him? Perhaps, though, it was only right to feel this way, like a penance.]
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Another time.]
Of course. If it's too much, break away as quick as you must.
[With a gloved hand, he takes hers by the fingertips gently. Leaning in, his fangs sinking into the flesh of her wrist, beginning to drink in the blood that rises to the top--
Oh, but what an odd sensation it is, to be drained as well in a way. It confuses him a moment, yet what else did he expect from what she had told him? Perhaps, though, it was only right to feel this way, like a penance.]