( not that his head wasn't but he hadn't been dying.
she steps closer to him, invading his space, still curious about his next for a moment, pushing collar aside to examine the seamless join of his head on his body.
and then she'll lean back, only briefly as she takes one of his hands in hers )
no subject
( not that his head wasn't but he hadn't been dying.
she steps closer to him, invading his space, still curious about his next for a moment, pushing collar aside to examine the seamless join of his head on his body.
and then she'll lean back, only briefly as she takes one of his hands in hers )
I'll need some of your blood.