[ Another foolish thing to say, not only because she could take such advantage of that in the wrong frame of mind, but because it reminds her of another time where she drank from him, all too willingly: You can have all my blood. I'm completely yours and yours alone right now., he'd said, and she'd wanted nothing more than for that to be true. Some part of her still wants that, even if it could never be. ]
I don't need blood, [ she says, her voice finally softening. If he wanted her to open to whatever he's offering, mission accomplished. They'll both regret it in the end. But she's no longer going to fight him; she fights too often, too long, to exhaustion and beyond, and she hates it. ]
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Date: 2021-11-22 01:07 am (UTC)I don't need blood, [ she says, her voice finally softening. If he wanted her to open to whatever he's offering, mission accomplished. They'll both regret it in the end. But she's no longer going to fight him; she fights too often, too long, to exhaustion and beyond, and she hates it. ]