THE GHOST IN THE SHELL \\
If Nate seemed reluctant to offer up his husband, at least the husband himself seems to take it in stride. Aamu's not sure whether that's genuine or simply gathering momentum so as to not falter.
Aamu can't blame them—neither of them. He's wary himself, too. Before the war broke out he hadn't bitten a human (or Ascended, for the matter) in a very long time. The side effects are socially and emotionally complicated and the end result never quite worth it. So he merely nods, decisive, business-like, following Sunjata to the bar and sliding onto a stool. The idea of talking to him before biting him seems good. Nice. Right.
"I'm not quite sure," he admits, surprised to find himself slightly—hm.. anxious. It's not excitement, just the general doomsday feeling amplified by the intimacy violation that's about to happen. "I was hoping you could offer some insight, since they're your shifts, after all." It makes him wish the offered alcohol would do anything for him, but he has no choice but to just bear it.
Aamu can't blame them—neither of them. He's wary himself, too. Before the war broke out he hadn't bitten a human (or Ascended, for the matter) in a very long time. The side effects are socially and emotionally complicated and the end result never quite worth it. So he merely nods, decisive, business-like, following Sunjata to the bar and sliding onto a stool. The idea of talking to him before biting him seems good. Nice. Right.
"I'm not quite sure," he admits, surprised to find himself slightly—hm.. anxious. It's not excitement, just the general doomsday feeling amplified by the intimacy violation that's about to happen. "I was hoping you could offer some insight, since they're your shifts, after all." It makes him wish the offered alcohol would do anything for him, but he has no choice but to just bear it.
