[ it turns out being freezing and lacking in some blood may not be a good mix, in fact. he shivers a bit -- at least the heat of the dorms does help but he curls in closer, not wanting Emet-Selch to stop, either, raking fingers through his hair. ]
Of course -- I will tell you if it becomes too much.
[He hums when fingers run through his hair though he doesn't reply. He rubs his shoulders as he continues to drink, but he does pull back in a few moments for a small break. It is still gross.]
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Of course -- I will tell you if it becomes too much.
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If only ... I bled wine, or something more pleasing ...
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[Getting in the water with him and trying to tug him into his lap, arms around his waist. He doesn't want him to slip after all.]
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there's a hum of laughter. ]
And whom would you share with?
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I would never dissuade you from finding your enjoyment. So I suppose I would exclude anyone who would simply attempt to use you.
Without your desiring it of course.
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I can hardly imagine someone who would go so far as to use my for my wine-blood.