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"Something wrong?" he said as he stood and helped Zmey up to her feet, letting her lean on his thin frame for support. "You looked like you were about to say something else.
He grabbed what was left of the trays and, as he was leading Zmey past the cafeteria exit, he placed them in a bin for collecting the trash and trays. From there he led her through the hallway, heading towards the girls' dormitory. Technically boys were not permitted to enter, some didn't even know where it was located, but Daen had been going in and out of every room of this building since he arrived, he knew the grounds better than some of the faculty.
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"Zmey... when was the last time you fed? A vampire, even one who overuses her powers shouldn't be so weak that they need to be all but carried. When was the last time you had blood?"
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A second later however there was a small ripple in the space in front of her and, as if from the shadows, Daen's shoulder and neck materialized, his cowled cloak and his collar pulled down to reveal a scarred, slightly dirty neck, laid bare to Zmey's gaze.
"Don't you dare turn me, Zmey. Just feed as you need."
His voice sounded nervous and the muscles in his neck were tensed. His face was still unseen though, probably to hide to hesitation and fear in his eyes. It wasn't often he offered something like this, but then, it wasn't often he had a friend to offer it to.
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This moment of weakness didn't last long though. After just a second he was back on steady legs and quickly tending to the punctures on his neck, returning to full invisibility again. A quick moment of silence passed, building nervous tension.
"Hey, what are friends for, right?" he asked, his voice upbeat if a bit strained. He suddenly chuckled. "Aw, damn. I just realized... you just stole my first kiss!"
He laughed at his little joke before hugging her shoulders again and leading her to her dorm, after dumbly asking which one it was of course.
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He chuckled to himself. His tone was clearly in jest but even still, without seeing his face, Zmey couldn't be sure just how much of what he said was a joke.
"So, think you'll be alright now?" he asked, his arms still wrapped around Zmey's shoulders.
He led her into her room, somehow managing to unlock the door without a key. As he brought her in he closed the door behind her and walked her all the way over to the bed, just as he promised himself he would. And yet, even in this room, where it was just them, he kept himself invisible, though the parts of him in direct light would occasionally fade in and out of sight.
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"You could always make that stray cat your pet. People do it all the time," he muttered, relaxing contentedly against her. "Now hush up and pet me."
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