[ wry. he knows he's being teased, and about the secret to defeating him-- he smiles, shaking his head. ]
He'd be disappointed he didn't figure it out himself.
[ and then, well--he listens, and while he's still awful and proprietary, it's not really much of an excuse but he supposes he understands. though as alfred continues he frowns, shaking his head again, looking surprised if nothing else. ]
I--Well, I can't speak for anyone else, but I only refused because you'd just been heavily drugged. Not only would it have been bad for you, it could have been bad for me too. It was better, at that point, to find--another source.
[ he cants his head, one hand slipping out to grip his chin in an idly affectionate gesture, tipping alfred's head a bit so that he can trail fingers down the side of his neck to meet his collar. he hums, thoughtful, then adds: ]
I try not to bring it up myself, because it just makes me look selfish and gluttonous. [ his eyes flick up to meet alfred's, and there's barely-disguised want there. ]
I restrain myself, around those I care for. It's difficult, but I suppose indulging in that way's been mostly beaten out of me.
[ he drinks from integra at her discretion at home, and he has a couple donors in duplicity, but he's surprisingly tentative about it, worried, and mostly drinks from bags.
or lies workers he kills. either or. though that's increasingly rare, lately. ]
no subject
[ wry. he knows he's being teased, and about the secret to defeating him-- he smiles, shaking his head. ]
He'd be disappointed he didn't figure it out himself.
[ and then, well--he listens, and while he's still awful and proprietary, it's not really much of an excuse but he supposes he understands. though as alfred continues he frowns, shaking his head again, looking surprised if nothing else. ]
I--Well, I can't speak for anyone else, but I only refused because you'd just been heavily drugged. Not only would it have been bad for you, it could have been bad for me too. It was better, at that point, to find--another source.
[ he cants his head, one hand slipping out to grip his chin in an idly affectionate gesture, tipping alfred's head a bit so that he can trail fingers down the side of his neck to meet his collar. he hums, thoughtful, then adds: ]
I try not to bring it up myself, because it just makes me look selfish and gluttonous. [ his eyes flick up to meet alfred's, and there's barely-disguised want there. ]
I restrain myself, around those I care for. It's difficult, but I suppose indulging in that way's been mostly beaten out of me.
[ he drinks from integra at her discretion at home, and he has a couple donors in duplicity, but he's surprisingly tentative about it, worried, and mostly drinks from bags.
or lies workers he kills. either or. though that's increasingly rare, lately. ]