Neron
Neron barks out a laugh to Sunjata, nodding to him in agreement without needing to use words. Mainly because he'd quite like to tell him something along the lines of what happens in the bar stays in the bar, and he's got a feeling that will lead to places that, whilst interesting, would not be good for his Ascended relationships. (And then there's Morgan to think about, and that is an entirely different story).
"Glad to hear it," he manages eventually, moving to grab a clean, dry cloth to offer the other man for his wrist. "I'll be sure to put it to good use, you can be assured of that," he mutters. Setting the bottle down next to the glass of whiskey that Sunjata might finish it if he likes, Neron suddenly feels as though he needs to go on a long walk in the dark. "Would you be offended if I took my leave?" he asks with a fanged smirk.
"Glad to hear it," he manages eventually, moving to grab a clean, dry cloth to offer the other man for his wrist. "I'll be sure to put it to good use, you can be assured of that," he mutters. Setting the bottle down next to the glass of whiskey that Sunjata might finish it if he likes, Neron suddenly feels as though he needs to go on a long walk in the dark. "Would you be offended if I took my leave?" he asks with a fanged smirk.
i am mine
before i am ever anyone else’s
before i am ever anyone else’s
