[ Those vampires, they seemed mindless, unambiguously evil. Enslaving whole towns and killing mindlessly, she had no qualms taking them apart in a way she might against an imPort vampire, or Tobias' progeny.
Though the werewolves were a different matter. ]
Not that I can't eat anything else, but it doesn't really do much for me, nutritionally. I certainly can't taste it if it isn't blood.
[ So that wasn't completely alcohol. Even when she eats anything else, it's always with some blood blended in for flavor. ]
[So it is another case like Ken, then. Kotetsu flashes a glance toward his own wrist, as if debating for a moment whether he ought to offer. It's not like he doesn't donate to blood drives and the like every so often, after all. A vampire isn't that different, right...?
But he's uncertain about it. She probably has her own source, maybe from the government itself. And they really, barely know each other. It'd be weird, wouldn't it? He feels like it would be weird.]
Right, um. [Do they have any rare steak in the house at least? Probably not. Damn.]
[ She sees him eyeing his wrist, and casts a glance toward the door almost involuntarily. Sure, it wasn't entirely true when she said he doesn't have anything for her to eat, but the last thing she'd want to do is let him feel pressured into feeding her out of courtesy.
That would be a little awkward for both of them. She doesn't need to eat right this second, anyway. Luckily, he gives her an out, and she gives him a smile. ]
Take care, Mr. Kaburagi. And remember, keep the lid closed. Make a habit of it.
[ And she gives him a nod before stepping out the door. ]
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Though the werewolves were a different matter. ]
Not that I can't eat anything else, but it doesn't really do much for me, nutritionally. I certainly can't taste it if it isn't blood.
[ So that wasn't completely alcohol. Even when she eats anything else, it's always with some blood blended in for flavor. ]
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[So it is another case like Ken, then. Kotetsu flashes a glance toward his own wrist, as if debating for a moment whether he ought to offer. It's not like he doesn't donate to blood drives and the like every so often, after all. A vampire isn't that different, right...?
But he's uncertain about it. She probably has her own source, maybe from the government itself. And they really, barely know each other. It'd be weird, wouldn't it? He feels like it would be weird.]
Right, um. [Do they have any rare steak in the house at least? Probably not. Damn.]
...Well, uh, thanks again.
[That was so lame, Kaburagi.]
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That would be a little awkward for both of them. She doesn't need to eat right this second, anyway. Luckily, he gives her an out, and she gives him a smile. ]
Take care, Mr. Kaburagi. And remember, keep the lid closed. Make a habit of it.
[ And she gives him a nod before stepping out the door. ]