"Gah!" Annoyed, Setsuna narrowed his eyes at Kira, and in an exasperated tone, clearly -- and loudly -- said, "Of course I'm okay! I'm standing and walking and talking, aren't I?" That caused him to break off sheepishly as he looked down at the apple juice and amended himself with, "I mean...well...we were walking earlier."
Setsuna looked briefly at the hand, but did nothing to brush it away, in fact, he scooted a bit closer on the seat to Kira.
"And I let him take it because Sara told me about him, and I got concerned. I wrote to him and asked if he had any idea what he was going to do when he was hungry for blood, and he didn't. I figured that him getting a constant source was better than him going insane with hunger and attacking who knows who," Setsuna explained, calmly as he could -- but some part of his wavering voice gave away how much the thought of some people being attacked scared the blond. "It just made sense, you know? I told him as long as he didn't screw me over, I'd give him blood when he needed it. I figured if he tried to go too far the park would make sure I didn't die. So I was safe."
As for how much.... Setsuna's eyes studied the apple juice carefully. "I couldn't control how much he took, you know. I don't know how much he needs to sustain himself, either. And I'm okay. It's not something to worry over. If I collapsed or something I could understand the concern." He didn't want to admit to Kira Duzell had confessed he took too much.
"He's a very polite vampire. Very courteous and very concerned for my well being in all of this. He got me soda and some sugar stuff that was really good. He even let me lean my head on his cape, so you don't need to worry he's going to do something bad to me. He's not like that. And if he fucked up with me he'd lose a definite meal ticket, and who wants to do that? Isn't it better to know where your next meal is coming from?" the blond asked, so earnestly.
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Setsuna looked briefly at the hand, but did nothing to brush it away, in fact, he scooted a bit closer on the seat to Kira.
"And I let him take it because Sara told me about him, and I got concerned. I wrote to him and asked if he had any idea what he was going to do when he was hungry for blood, and he didn't. I figured that him getting a constant source was better than him going insane with hunger and attacking who knows who," Setsuna explained, calmly as he could -- but some part of his wavering voice gave away how much the thought of some people being attacked scared the blond. "It just made sense, you know? I told him as long as he didn't screw me over, I'd give him blood when he needed it. I figured if he tried to go too far the park would make sure I didn't die. So I was safe."
As for how much.... Setsuna's eyes studied the apple juice carefully. "I couldn't control how much he took, you know. I don't know how much he needs to sustain himself, either. And I'm okay. It's not something to worry over. If I collapsed or something I could understand the concern." He didn't want to admit to Kira Duzell had confessed he took too much.
"He's a very polite vampire. Very courteous and very concerned for my well being in all of this. He got me soda and some sugar stuff that was really good. He even let me lean my head on his cape, so you don't need to worry he's going to do something bad to me. He's not like that. And if he fucked up with me he'd lose a definite meal ticket, and who wants to do that? Isn't it better to know where your next meal is coming from?" the blond asked, so earnestly.