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[nuntius]

[ was it a friendship? he's not sure. ]

I shared a blood bond with him, I think he called it. For a month. It was some time back, after the...realignment.

[ if she'd heard the screams and windows shattering in the realignment rooms, that'd be him. ]

[transgressings]

I take it that would have been his doing. Or had you requested it?

[ she remembers the reluctance at which he once used to approach such connections, knowing the consequences that would arise. ]

[nuntius]

It was an accident. They'd had him nearly kill me, he was saving my life.

[transgressings]

So he was not entirely himself when he was forced to make the choice.

[nuntius]

No. Neither of us really were, but I'm grateful he saved me. I didn't want to die.

I miss him. We sat in graves together, once. I never would have thought that to be peaceful, but he taught me many things.

[ about himself, about vampires. shades of grey instead of black and whites. ]

[transgressings]

He has a habit of doing that for people he wants to make the effort for.

The grave-sitting was something he didn't do often, though. It's a more vulnerable thing for those like us to initiate with someone else.