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He had been mildly relieved to discover that sleep was still sleep. He had spent most of the day in bed, finding himself suddenly and massively weary as soon as Andrea had left, and it had felt the same. He dreamed, though he couldn't remember much. And when he had woken up, he had felt better.
Though once again ravenously hungry.
They're going to need more blood. Soon.
The girls are fed, bathed, read to, tucked in. They still seem mostly fine with what had happened, though Mack had spent a few minutes examining his teeth and eyes more closely than she had at first, and complained about how cold his hands were. But she had settled down all right, and so had Flo, and now he's curled on the couch in the living room, a book open in front of him and the TV on at low volume and not a tremendous amount of attention paid to either.
He has a list in his head of everything that's changed as a result of this. It keeps getting longer. He's still with Neil, there's that... But what does that even mean anymore?
And he wants to hunt. He can feel it in him, coiling violence. Stronger and more intense than it used to be. He still believes that the girls at least are completely safe with him. But anyone else...
He just isn't sure.
And more and more, he's also not sure that he hates the way this feels.
Though once again ravenously hungry.
They're going to need more blood. Soon.
The girls are fed, bathed, read to, tucked in. They still seem mostly fine with what had happened, though Mack had spent a few minutes examining his teeth and eyes more closely than she had at first, and complained about how cold his hands were. But she had settled down all right, and so had Flo, and now he's curled on the couch in the living room, a book open in front of him and the TV on at low volume and not a tremendous amount of attention paid to either.
He has a list in his head of everything that's changed as a result of this. It keeps getting longer. He's still with Neil, there's that... But what does that even mean anymore?
And he wants to hunt. He can feel it in him, coiling violence. Stronger and more intense than it used to be. He still believes that the girls at least are completely safe with him. But anyone else...
He just isn't sure.
And more and more, he's also not sure that he hates the way this feels.