He can sense his fear way before he even arrived at the door.
He's just very lucky that he did feed so much, but even so...it's tempting. He feels sick, hating that the monster in him--not in him, he was the monster wanted the fear even now. There's something wonderfully exquisite about Carter's fear, maybe because he knew him so well, maybe because he's Carter and he cares about him...either way, he knows he's a danger to him. But for right now, he can resist.
He hopes.
He opens the door, ducking his head a little as he does so, standing back so that Carter can come in. He looks...not so bad, all things considered, though the dark circles under his eyes are pretty prominent, or maybe it's all just an illusion.]
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He can sense his fear way before he even arrived at the door.
He's just very lucky that he did feed so much, but even so...it's tempting. He feels sick, hating that the monster in him--not in him, he was the monster wanted the fear even now. There's something wonderfully exquisite about Carter's fear, maybe because he knew him so well, maybe because he's Carter and he cares about him...either way, he knows he's a danger to him. But for right now, he can resist.
He hopes.
He opens the door, ducking his head a little as he does so, standing back so that Carter can come in. He looks...not so bad, all things considered, though the dark circles under his eyes are pretty prominent, or maybe it's all just an illusion.]
I was...I thought maybe you wouldn't come.