Wrong. That’s what this is; it’s wrong, it’s horrific. But he can’t seem to bring himself to tear away from you.

You’ve long known Argenti was a vampire. It was obvious — and you weren’t surprised when he told you. But you didn’t think you’d be the one he chose to feed off of in a time like, well, this.

“Please,” he begs, a faint whine underlying his starved voice. “Just this once — I have rounds to do.”

It would be unfair to keep him from his duties.