[ oh, his grin. it causes a turn in her stomach, a warm flutter. his grin lights up his features and makes him much less severe looking. and his eyes become brighter . . . he's cute.
which isn't relevant to vampire hunting. or their dinner. or their conversation at all. and she squashes that thought with a laugh, before pointing out: ]
You invited me in.
[ she reminds him, as she closes her now empty noodle container. ]
But you are allowed in my room; I trust you not to drink my blood.
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Date: 2020-10-11 05:26 pm (UTC)which isn't relevant to vampire hunting. or their dinner. or their conversation at all. and she squashes that thought with a laugh, before pointing out: ]
You invited me in.
[ she reminds him, as she closes her now empty noodle container. ]
But you are allowed in my room; I trust you not to drink my blood.
[ without permission, anyway. ]