He scarcely moves for a moment as she makes her way towards him, just...watching. Listening. When she reaches out, he visibly flinches, swallowing hard and gaze darting briefly away. She's warm. Her heart is pounding, quickened, her blood singing through her. He hates that it's appealing, and he wants to apologize, to say something about it -
Until she admonishes him. It's gentle, and well-meaning...but it needles him, right now. Something in his face goes cold.
He draws himself upward to his feet, not folded inward like he usually is. His full height, on a step above her. Imposing.
"...What is there to explain," he murmurs, expression inscrutable. He steps down, forward, looking down at her, lip curled slightly to bear a fang as he speaks. He still smells like blood, above his cologne, his peppermint oil.
"Obviously that was someone who you care for very much."
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Date: 2022-06-10 06:11 am (UTC)Until she admonishes him. It's gentle, and well-meaning...but it needles him, right now. Something in his face goes cold.
He draws himself upward to his feet, not folded inward like he usually is. His full height, on a step above her. Imposing.
"...What is there to explain," he murmurs, expression inscrutable. He steps down, forward, looking down at her, lip curled slightly to bear a fang as he speaks. He still smells like blood, above his cologne, his peppermint oil.
"Obviously that was someone who you care for very much."