[She disarms him with these words. His hands go limp at his sides again. He can ask... but any truth she gives him would be truth she hadn't wanted to give, before. For whatever reason, but he respects all her reasons, or so he tells himself. Or is it that there are truths he's afraid of?
He hesitates for a long time, which he hates, because it tells her that there's something worth hesitating over. Something he might ask, that he knows she might not want him to.
(Intentional hurts are always the least of it.)]
Angel, my taking your blood - [he swallows faintly]- is it truly your will? Or it is a... replacement sacrifice, some dues you owe anyone who loves you?
[If she tells him he's being ridiculous he'd be the happiest vampire in Snowhell.]
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Date: 2016-11-22 06:13 pm (UTC)He hesitates for a long time, which he hates, because it tells her that there's something worth hesitating over. Something he might ask, that he knows she might not want him to.
(Intentional hurts are always the least of it.)]
Angel, my taking your blood - [he swallows faintly]- is it truly your will? Or it is a... replacement sacrifice, some dues you owe anyone who loves you?
[If she tells him he's being ridiculous he'd be the happiest vampire in Snowhell.]