It can be quite an intimate affair if we're nice and comfortable.
[He finds Gale's hand with his, threading their fingers together. All this talk of blood is reminding him that it's been a little while since he's fed properly. Not that it's too difficult for him to find prey in the city. Especially not now with enemies at every turn. Yet Gale has set his mind wandering now, a thought crossing it that he catches hold of.]
Though it does beg a question, of sorts. Feeding on your blood, standing in the sun. Of course both can't measure up to my desire to simply remain at your side.
But suppose we are successful in all our heroic world saving pursuits. Where would that be?
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[He finds Gale's hand with his, threading their fingers together. All this talk of blood is reminding him that it's been a little while since he's fed properly. Not that it's too difficult for him to find prey in the city. Especially not now with enemies at every turn. Yet Gale has set his mind wandering now, a thought crossing it that he catches hold of.]
Though it does beg a question, of sorts. Feeding on your blood, standing in the sun. Of course both can't measure up to my desire to simply remain at your side.
But suppose we are successful in all our heroic world saving pursuits. Where would that be?