[ He pats Enrico on the shoulder, a gesture meant for comfort and sympathy. Wyll knows how horrible vampires can be, don't worry. He just thinks they're worse for being beasts than anything else.
That pat quickly turns to a playful shove, though. He chuckles, unable and unwilling to hide the smile that forms upon his face. ]
I-I never said such a thing! And whether it was a proposition or not hardly matters, as it was declined. [ Obviously. ] Perhaps the dead of winter awakens the... hungers of the flesh within their cold, dead hearts?
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I do not disagree.
[ He pats Enrico on the shoulder, a gesture meant for comfort and sympathy. Wyll knows how horrible vampires can be, don't worry. He just thinks they're worse for being beasts than anything else.
That pat quickly turns to a playful shove, though. He chuckles, unable and unwilling to hide the smile that forms upon his face. ]
I-I never said such a thing! And whether it was a proposition or not hardly matters, as it was declined. [ Obviously. ] Perhaps the dead of winter awakens the... hungers of the flesh within their cold, dead hearts?
[ He is mostly joking, but also he's not wrong? ]