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[ It's gradual, but eventually he'll have his arms wrapped back around her tightly, face buried in her shoulder. He's still stunned and having a hard time wrapping his mind around it all, but after a moment he'll sniff one more time and close his eyes. ]

[She starts rubbing his back.] It's okay. [Softly.] It's going to be better here.

It's already better. [ Which comes out muffled since he murmurs it into her shoulder, voice soft. ]

Good. You didn't do anything to deserve the bad. It just happens like that sometimes.

Even if I'm something that's supposed to eat from other people...?

That's not something you chose. [As far as she knows.] Existing isn't something that should be wrong.

You just can't feed on people without their consent or in a way that would hurt them. [Which goes beyond feeling pain.]

I don't like doing that. [ Hurting people or biting without consent, that is. ] I always try to behave.

[Try not. Do!] You have to do better than trying.

I know, I know... [ He wants to think he can guarantee!! But he's really not sure. ]

I don't want anything to happen to you. [She doesn't want to be the anything that happens. She's had to stop killers in these settings before. People she'd bonded with and then had to fight to protect others.]

....

I don't want anything to happen to you either. [ It comes out as a surprised murmur, because he honestly hadn't expected those words. They're not normally what a vampire, him or not, hears from anyone. ]

[She smiles even though he can't see it with their positioning.] You seem like a good guy, Sascha.

...Thanks, Kitty. [ He might not be able to see it, but he'll mimic the action all the same on his own end after a moment, before his eyes close again and he buries his face into her shoulder in silence. ]

Just calling it like I see it. [Rubbing his back.] Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm...

[ he exhales, rubbing his nose against her. ]

Just...happy.

[Okay, she's allowing that nose rubbing but if there is any snot you owe her a shirt, buddy. Sigh. Okay, maybe a free pass today.]

It's different than I imagined it.

[ His nose is nice and clean, don't worry c: he wouldn't rub his boogers on her. ]

What is...?

You being happy. [She ruffles his hair. Oh god, she is hot mom, isn't she? How does this happen with people even older than her?]

[ She totally is. The hair ruffles actually have him practically vibrating with happiness, and he even hugs a tad tighter for just a few moments. ]

I can't help it...♥

Hey, don't be not happy on my account. There's not enough living in life to turn it down where you can get it.

Aww...it's okay. I'm always happy around you. [ And he's not teasing when he says it. Sascha really means it, and on a similar note what means even more to her is the fact that she doesn't mind having a bloodsucker like him so near her neck in an embrace like this. Even Ramse had been a little tense, but she hasn't told him off or warned him or anything. She's just...normal.

It leaves a pleasant feeling in the pit of his stomach. ]

[Does she lose points if she's considered it but isn't concerned on account of being able to phase if he tries anything?]

You're easy to please.

[ No, he's too easily pleased about it. ]

Sorry...

Hey, it wasn't a real criticism. Nothing to be sorry about. You want something to eat? [She doesn't mean herself.] Do you eat food too?

[ FOR A SECOND HE WONDERS and tenses up accordingly, but when she clarifies his shoulders sag in relief and he straightens, pulling back a little so that he can give a sheepish expression. ]

Only raw meat. Cooked food or vegetables make me sick.