[It's a strange thing. He'd been so defiant before, but with just one word, Childe makes him concede. He's definitely crying a little as he drinks it up, overwhelmed as he is. It makes those gentle touches to his face and hair so much more important -- a comfort he needs to get past his comfort zone.]
[The taste is so different from any blood he's had before. Still human of course, but nothing like the selectively bred humans back home. The flavor was fuller, and had a quality that quickly made him want more than that the measly drops he's been offered.]
[And there's something else, which he can't quite place. A flavor he's never tasted in blood before. How would he describe it...?]
[With his mind elsewhere, he's completely blindsided by the sudden kiss. And yet for a moment, he returns it, a pleasant tingle running down his spine--]
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[The taste is so different from any blood he's had before. Still human of course, but nothing like the selectively bred humans back home. The flavor was fuller, and had a quality that quickly made him want more than that the measly drops he's been offered.]
[And there's something else, which he can't quite place. A flavor he's never tasted in blood before. How would he describe it...?]
[With his mind elsewhere, he's completely blindsided by the sudden kiss. And yet for a moment, he returns it, a pleasant tingle running down his spine--]