What the fuck?! He's never had someone revolt against him in quite this way, before. Was it the blood? Did he think Erik lied?
.... no.
No, it's much worse. Gods help him, it's one of those. Knowing about Nosferatu should have been his clue.
"How did you know I was a-- No. Now, look." He comes down to sit next to the man, frowning with disapproval at his open collar.
"I'm not so desperate for blood that I'd take any old thing off the street. Heaven knows what you've drunk or worse. I do have standards. Besides, just because I've done it once doesn't mean I'm here for every person who wishes a thrilling death. There needs to at least be a good reason."
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.... no.
No, it's much worse. Gods help him, it's one of those. Knowing about Nosferatu should have been his clue.
"How did you know I was a-- No. Now, look." He comes down to sit next to the man, frowning with disapproval at his open collar.
"I'm not so desperate for blood that I'd take any old thing off the street. Heaven knows what you've drunk or worse. I do have standards. Besides, just because I've done it once doesn't mean I'm here for every person who wishes a thrilling death. There needs to at least be a good reason."