[He should apologize. He doesn't have the medicine on him, so his only options are to wait out the agonizing pain he's sinking into, or satiate the need for blood. And he can't ask a stranger... He can't.]
It's... [His eyes fix on a vein in Cain's wrist as he raises his hand. Cain will find him to be ice cold but sweating, pupils wide and his teeth clenched. How many times has he been through this? He did without much blood for years. He isn't like... like the horrible ones, the ones who would feast on corpses.
He's not like them. He can't be.
But he doesn't take the glass of water, either. It's overwhelming, this, and considering all he went through right before arriving, it shouldn't surprise him that he needs--]
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It's... [His eyes fix on a vein in Cain's wrist as he raises his hand. Cain will find him to be ice cold but sweating, pupils wide and his teeth clenched. How many times has he been through this? He did without much blood for years. He isn't like... like the horrible ones, the ones who would feast on corpses.
He's not like them. He can't be.
But he doesn't take the glass of water, either. It's overwhelming, this, and considering all he went through right before arriving, it shouldn't surprise him that he needs--]
Blood. [A choked sound.] Please...