He wiped the corner of his mouth a handkerchief that he had produced from his pocket.
" Forgive that, it's been a while since I've fed and I'm a bit hungry.
I'll have to devour a bear later. "
“ Huh? OH– ”
He laughs weakly, arm raised to scratch the back of his neck. Sniff-checking the collar of his T-shirt for good measure.
“ Y-yeah, that, um, tends to happen more than I’m comfortable with . . ”
" You will take this information surprisingly well.
Though, given your reactions, I'm going to guess that you have dealt with far weirder shit than me? "
" Due to my undead nature, I hunt and devour as needed.
Sometimes I do it excessively just to make sure that I have enough energy in order for my cells to continue regenerating.
My diet consists of excessively horrible people and large game animals. "
“Ya don’t eat every day?”
His head tilted slightly as he shoved the cigarette pack into his pocket before taking a drag, slowly blowing the smoke out into the air.
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The undead chuckled to himself and settled against a nearby wall.
Old habits truly did seem to die hard.
" Sorry, heh.
I haven't fed for a few days, so I'm hungry.
In addition, he's a horrible person, and I tend to devour those, especially when they deserve it. "
Reaching out, the raven haired Brit took the offered pack of cigarettes. Shaking one out, he put it between his lips and pulled out a lighter, flicking the flame to life before lighting the end.
Extinguishing the flame, he put the lighter back into his pocket. “Never been —
“If ya mean tryin’ to obliterate ‘Omelanda from existence…”
There was a light shrug of his shoulders, the corners of his lips already tugging into his signature smirk.
“Guilty as charged.”
Well, the other male did have a pretty good point.
Already, the corners of the raven haired Brit’s lips were starting to tug into his signature smirk.
“Yer just now realizin’ that?”