[That nuzzling seems to soothe and the dangerous tone slips from his voice. He holds to him so tightly for the time being, like he can physically hold himself here.]
No matter what...
[A soft sigh and he settles himself in closer, close as he can.]
I'm... he's so hungry, Dorian. Starving. It's starting to make him desperate.
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No matter what...
[A soft sigh and he settles himself in closer, close as he can.]
I'm... he's so hungry, Dorian. Starving. It's starting to make him desperate.