"You're so good to me, love," he rasps weakly, managing a little smile despite it all. Always smiling, right until the end. He watches Herbert blearily, and from this outside perspective, the dream walking vampire will see something he never got to see before -
The tears Solin shed and wiped away when his back was turned. The look of resignation, of sorrow. He knows.
But the smile is back again when young Herbert looks. "Yes...please. It tastes like I have been...hhhh...sucking on fence nails....."
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Date: 2022-01-17 03:12 am (UTC)The tears Solin shed and wiped away when his back was turned. The look of resignation, of sorrow. He knows.
But the smile is back again when young Herbert looks. "Yes...please. It tastes like I have been...hhhh...sucking on fence nails....."