[ He could blame her. He's sure he could. But he doesn't, he knows what those instincts feel like. What it's like to forget himself, what it's like to want to. Maybe it'll be different for her, because this isn't vampirism as he knows it, but some things probably aren't so different. He sighs. ]
Davina- I'm not going to kill you. I won't promise you that. But I do promise that I'll stop you and find some way to snap you out of it.
[ She sighs, unlocking the door slowly, and even after that it takes her a moment to open it, finally bringing herself to look up at him. There's an even longer moment of hesitation before she reaches up to rest her hand against the spot on his throat.
She doesn't seem to mind or care about their state of undress as she steps towards him, forehead finding his chest. Arms move to wrap around him loosely. ]
I didn't bring you back just for you to die again.
[ If she killed him on accident, she'd never forgive herself. ]
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Davina- I'm not going to kill you. I won't promise you that. But I do promise that I'll stop you and find some way to snap you out of it.
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She doesn't seem to mind or care about their state of undress as she steps towards him, forehead finding his chest. Arms move to wrap around him loosely. ]
I didn't bring you back just for you to die again.
[ If she killed him on accident, she'd never forgive herself. ]