Gray doesn't respond immediately, busy taking a first sip of tea. As she slowly lowers her mug, her eyes fall on D's ears poking through the black curtain of his hair.
Pointy ears. Pale skin. Sharp features. Giant sunblocking hat. Doesn't eat often.
Liem suddenly jumps to Gray's mind.
Liem, who is a vampire who has dined on Gray's blood.
Her eyes go round, even though a part of her thinks it might just be a coincidence. She looks at D's untouched cup of tea. Her little noggin goes on overdrive. It's a moment before she settles on what she hopes is a sufficiently coded comment. ]
I wanted to try making one with... blood sausage. [ Normally she'd call it black pudding. ] But I don't know many people who like it. [ Not actually true... or it wasn't, back in London. ]
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Gray doesn't respond immediately, busy taking a first sip of tea. As she slowly lowers her mug, her eyes fall on D's ears poking through the black curtain of his hair.
Pointy ears.
Pale skin.
Sharp features.
Giant sunblocking hat.
Doesn't eat often.
Liem suddenly jumps to Gray's mind.
Liem, who is a vampire who has dined on Gray's blood.
Her eyes go round, even though a part of her thinks it might just be a coincidence. She looks at D's untouched cup of tea. Her little noggin goes on overdrive. It's a moment before she settles on what she hopes is a sufficiently coded comment. ]
I wanted to try making one with... blood sausage. [ Normally she'd call it black pudding. ] But I don't know many people who like it. [ Not actually true... or it wasn't, back in London. ]