( ah&mdssh; a small gasp escapes him, but tori's fangs don't hurt, and ... this is familiar, though he's on the other end of it now, to how it'd been with wataru once he'd been converted. again a familiar warmth spreads through him from where tori's bit him, and he wonders, only just now recalling, if tori felt the same when miai has bit him.
regardless, he does as wataru had done for him: he reaches to stroke tori's hair. he does this best he can while still securing him, leaning tori's weight against miai's body, letting tori have as much blood from his wrist as he'd like. it is, quite honestly, the least he can do, and ... he feels a sort of additional affection for tori like this, endeared to how sweet he is in his sleepy state.
it isn't enough to overshadow his guilt, but it is a nice distraction. )
... Better?
( he asks this when tori seems about done, but doesn't pull his wrist away should tori want more. he might want to feed on someone again after this but ... he'll worry about that later. )
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regardless, he does as wataru had done for him: he reaches to stroke tori's hair. he does this best he can while still securing him, leaning tori's weight against miai's body, letting tori have as much blood from his wrist as he'd like. it is, quite honestly, the least he can do, and ... he feels a sort of additional affection for tori like this, endeared to how sweet he is in his sleepy state.
it isn't enough to overshadow his guilt, but it is a nice distraction. )
... Better?
( he asks this when tori seems about done, but doesn't pull his wrist away should tori want more. he might want to feed on someone again after this but ... he'll worry about that later. )