http://of-atlantis.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] of-atlantis.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar 2009-08-23 01:42 am (UTC)

"Come sit with me," she says, noticing he is still kneeling. "Your skin is like Damian's, now; his is cold, unless he has just fed."

Unthinkingly she rubs a hand over the side of her neck, where he'd bitten, but the small mark has already healed over, and there is no scar. "If you would like I have a room you may rest in. It is like home."

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